Serie: Marcille, stop refusing to be spoiled. Accept it. I was forced to accept it.
Marcille: What do you mean by forced to accept it?
Serie: This human right here refuses to leave me alone.
Marcille: I can carry my own books! And find my own ingredients! I don't need a human to treat me like a princess.
Serie: Don't already have a human who cooks for you? Laios was his name?
Marcille: T-That's completely different!
Serie: Humans see an elve like an a abandoned animal and feel compelled to snuggle them with care.
Marcille: Are you sure this is a lesson and not a personal demonstration?
Serie: This one refuses to go so it can't be helped.
Marcille: Are you even listening to yourself? Your being treated like a doll right now.
Serie: Regardless of my own situation. You need to sometimes learn when it's time to just bare with it.
Serie: Listen. Marcille, I get a mobile chair, a blanket whenever I'm cold and a sweet roll fed to me without using my hands.
Marcille: So you basically regressed back to a toddler?
Serie: Watch your mouth. I don't need hands to cast a spell on you.
Methode: Tea?
Marcille: Fine. I will test the theory.
Serie: You won't regret it.
Marcille: ....Alright maybe some elves deserve that kind of treatment but I still prefer doing somethings manually.
Serie: Good, just make you dont aquire a persistent human like this one.
Methode: I can hear you. Serie.