Remember her? She was hardly the type to easily forget the more interesting people that she had ever met, and Caster's eyes briefly flicked up to the horns. Even if the outfit was new, she could say with certainty that she would never have forgotten meeting somebody with such interesting physical features in her life, and it wasn't like she had all that much opportunity to encounter anybody else since dying. Even more confusing that Lancer thought of herself as a rival; what need did an Emperor have to rival someone of much lower stature from centuries later?

"But this is the first time I've been summoned, Lancer. As cute as you are, even I cannot remember meeting someone born so long after me."