[ oh, the poor girl is trying to catch her sword. Well, can't have that now can we? ♥ Gliding forward, she easily kicks it another few feet away, laughing and stooping down to pat Anri on the head. Such a good girl she was, groveling on the floor. ]
There, stay where you are. It's where dirt like you belong.
[ standing up, dusting off her dress, she looks to Conrad. ] I'm tired.