"If you had fought Lancer again the result would be the same as before. You are ill matched. Berserker was the better option as far as assurance went," she folds her hands in her lap and unconsciously straightens her back. The last of her hair falls out of its binding, and she takes the butterfly pin out before it can fall. "You're behaving like a child that had his toy taken away, Rider. Do be mature about it."