Why would I fight you? Kaz. Tsk tsk. If I was your Heroic Spirit, then I would be your Servant. You would be my Master. And I wouldn't harm a lovely pink hair on your head, and instead serve you as best as I could.

[And a hum, moving back to lean on the counter again.]

But if you don't want that, it's fine. All I ask for is that through your magical energy, you keep me in existence. It would be done through very simple ways. You would barely have to lift a finger. Can this humble follower of Buddha ask this of you? I am sorry, to request it like this...