"Let me reflect on the issue... So, you need a cure for your current affliction, correct?"
"Ah, yes, I do remember when I had heard of when you had a similar affliction, of how you were sick and weak. That no matter what your beloved king, it could only be healed through a very specific cure." He looked straigth at her, as if to recollect her memories on the matter.
"I might be remembering wrong, Servant containers may confuse fantasy and reality, you know. But I do think that I remember that the cure was the heart of a righteous man. Which of course, you had, after that man had to torn out of his chest with his very own hands."
"So, with that in mind, would you be asking for Ruler's heart? Or perhaps mine will suffice?" For the first time, he says with a tone of sarcasm.