Heinkel: They took my guns, but they’re letting us go. Nobody’s been killed. Thanks to Timothy, apparently.
Yumiko: H-how did he…?
Heinkel: Who knows? He’s out cold, and we need to get out of here. Now.
You’ll need one of these.
Heinkel: Don’t read too much into it. It’s not like I could be a “soeur” anyway, given that I’m…you know. Besides, you’re too old for that sort of thing.
Yumiko: Thank you for lending me this…
Heinkel: Keep it. I already know about Yumie, so I won’t be taking it back.