slayer has no vulnerabilites

Millia "Such a beautiful night sky...I am Millia Carrie, pleased to meet you."
пјџ "My how courteous, I am called "Slayer". Pleased to make your acquaintance..."
Millia ""Slayer?"...such an ominous name."
Slayer "Pardon me...in truth it is a deceptive name and more the reputation I had in the old days."
Millia "Your household name must not have a peaceful history, then..."
Slayer "Everyone has a story about their youthful indescretions to tell, I'm sure Ms. Millia has one as well?"
Millia "Ehh...(A perceptive man. I wonder if he noticed?)"
Slayer "That is to say, I noticed you bear a wound on your lower leg,
and the way your shoulders stiffen at the joints when you speak, yes?"
Millia "It seems so, you've read me too easily." *Note she's speaking quickly and nervously here.*
Slayer "Well then, what to toast to: ...To the Moon and Starlit night."
Millia "пј€Such a strange toast?пј‰ ...To the Moon and Starlit night."
Slayer+Millia "Cheers."

*Tink*☆

Slayer "I take great pleasure in observing the brilliant lives humanity has to offer,
not the least of which includes the eyes of an exquisite woman."
Millia "Such a grand compliment, I wonder...what significance there is behind those words?"
Slayer "The young must fight through the carnage."
Millia "While it's true I'm young, to just get involved in any conflicts that take place is..."
Slayer "I'm sure you're aware of that...that's why the color of your eyes is different from the carefree Aristocrats in this ball."
Millia "(Such a strange man...my hair is restless.)"
Slayer "But that's not all...Ms. Millia, though your eyes may have lost some life, they still shine with radiance."
Millia "Your kind compliment is a little off...I'm not particularly interested in life. What I find interesting is...death."
Slayer "To live well is not the same as dying well, then? So you all think that death is a crude escape from your perspective?"
Millia "'You all'?"
Slayer "Ah, forgive my impertinence. 'Young people' is whom I refer to."
Millia "Perhaps, it's possible that's true for me as well."
Slayer "You will eventually find significance and meaning to your life, I guarantee it."
Millia "So now you're a prophet?"
Slayer "It's intuition from observing people for many many years, in this line of work, that is..."
Millia "Intuition, heavy flattery, AND senility, I can guarantee that. More importantly, how were you invited here?"
Slayer "Oh! That's right. I have a wealthy companion who invited me."
Millia "Well this was enjoyable."
Slayer "Perhaps we shall meet again."
Millia "I wonder about that, but perhaps we might meet again..."
Slayer "To meet under good circumstances, or meet under bad...whatever fate shall bring us together, then."
Millia "It seems so."

*Slayer walks away*
Slayer "Sorry to keep you waiting, Sharon. Huh? What's wrong? You're not mad are you?"

Millia "(Such a strange man...? More importantly, he had no vulnerabilities. So skilled nobles exist as well, huh?)"