More of that technobabble. She isn’t going to make this easy, is she? Jakob smiles politely through it all, before replying with, “Er, lead the way, milady.”

And maybe it’s because he really has no memory of it, but she’s so remarkably calculating and efficient that it almost reminds him of one of those automatons his “rival” shinki has built.

Straightening up, he turns to yank the chair away from the door so they can head out. “I presume that you would have me dispatch the thieves and recover the swords, is that correct?”