Ariel sighed jokingly. "Sure, if we really have to. But first you need to get warmed up. Here, I'll draw a bath for you." As she left Amy to go and prepare for the hot water, the dark-haired maid made sure to carefully unlock the door Phillip was trapped in. She immediately stepped back as a certain eye-patched boy tumbled out messily. Looking up at his maid, Phillip sprang up to his feet.

"We need to get Amy ba-"

"Already done young master."

"I....wait, really?" His blank stare was met by her coy grin.