[ Well, she can't rightly claim to prefer going tits-first into battle if he so gallantly wants to paint a bullseye on his chest instead. Merlwyb is quite fond of the notion that fools rush in.
There's a time and place to turn the full strength of your sword arm to task - namely, when all factors are accounted for. This is very clearly not one of those times nor places ESTINIEN. B|

He's most lucky that the Admiral tends to keep her most biting commentary to herself. ]

Perhaps. How chivalrous it would seem to the children for their saviour to flatten them accidentally with a door blown off it's hinges. [ There's just the tiniest smidgeon of a smile curling the corner of her mouth. Calling u on ur shit, derpgoon. Don't front with Merlwyb. ] But I forget myself. As you can see, there is no-one here, nor has there been for quite some time.

[ The ilm-thick coating of dust and grime should make her point on that.
really though estinien, at least try to use some common sense. ]