[Reaching the room, Saber pushes the door open and sits down on Illya's bed, still cradling the girl.]
Now, now, dry those tears. It will get better. There are other men and you are a beautiful young woman. And if any of them hurt you, I shall kill them once as a warning to never do it again.
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Now, now, dry those tears. It will get better. There are other men and you are a beautiful young woman. And if any of them hurt you, I shall kill them once as a warning to never do it again.
[Best not!father, right?]