Richthofen sighs. "What kind of father would I be if I tried to control my daughter's every move... very well." He says. "I've got to clean up here anyways, and make sure Ferdinand didn't burn anything down with that stupid engine of his." With that, he lets out a small sigh and turns to leave, muttering something about flat armor and engine fires under his breath.

"Well... that went better than expected." Weiss said.