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Even if Diomedes hadn't warned her, Mary was already suspicious of this Rider. His grin and laugh it was...something was simply off about it. Plus there was the faceless soldiers, seemingly the same as the mud leaking corpses they had first found upon orienting themselves. She certainly didn't want to be separated from her servants, either. That was an utterly foolish notion to even consider in this situation - but the hard grip on her shoulder by Pandarus quickly silenced her. He could simply have killed her in moments were they enemies, and dying here was an even more foolish notion to consider.

So she let herself be led through the camp, eventually reaching the Prison. She said nothing as she was shoved into the makeshift area. She briefly considered if her servants were alright, but quickly dismissed the notion. If they were killed or defeated by Alexander, then they simply were servants she had no need of. Instead, she turned her attention to the other human in here with her.

[color=#8276E4]"...A pleasure, Mr. Emiya. You seem...relatively unharmed, that is good."[/color] Marietta curtsied lightly. [color=#8276E4]"Indeed, I met him, if you could call it that."[/color] They had made a horrible mistake of leaving both her paint and brush with her, so there was no way she was going to let this shoddy, squalid cell hold her. [color=#8276E4]"Ahh...I suppose I'm going to have to put in a bit of effort to get out of here, aren't I?"[/color] She grumbled lightly before turning her attention to Emiya once more. [color=#8276E4]"Ahem - apologies. Marietta Lalaurie. Painter and Magus. I apologize for seeming in a bit of a hurry, but perhaps you could fill me in on the situation here."[/color] It was very likely this Emiya was an ally, but she still needed to practice a bit of caution.