Ophelia:
    >He~
    >Ara...
    >If you touch me that badly, I won't be able to hold back my power.
    >The wind was crying today...
    >I wonder if this room has a name...
    >This hair was passed down to me by my mother.
    >You're making my hair bounce...
    >Whaaat? Are you complimenting me?
    >I'm happy. But you need to praise the chosen warrior as well.
    >Ne~
    >Um...
    >Ha...
    >私だって普通に話すことぐらいあるよ
    >I feel a little gloomy today...
    >Uwah!? Gods, to a woman's face...
    >Uwawa! My circlet, don't move it...!
    >I wonder if everyone can be this helpful to their mother and father.
    >Mou, your way of cheering someone up is crude... but thanks...
    >Hey~
    >Ehehe~
    >Wah...!
    >The power emanating from your hand... is warm.
    >This blood is my pride...
    >But it's exposed frequently, so don't worry about it too much.
    >To be honest, it's hard to see someone be hurt. But it can't be helped, you know.
    >If my life is capable of helping in this conflict, then it's an honor.
    >We remember each and every time we slaughter the enemy...
    >Hm...?
    >What are you thinking of...?
    >Fufu...
    >I-I feel a little embarrassed...
    >There, there. That's enough for today.
    >Your hands are so warm...
    >こんな風に誘うなんて…ずるいわ…
    >Your eyes, they're so beautiful...
    >Nn...
    >I like it...
    >I'll... protect you...
    >Please, don't die...
    >For us to be like this, it must have been fate...
    >Uwah. You, you can't be...
    >Even though I'm wearing these sorts of clothes, it's not okay to touch me like that...
    >I-I want you too, you know, but to touch me there...
    >Ahh, it's no good... my maidenhood is at it's limit...!