Integra: We can’t possibly do that–
Alunacard: Yes…actually, we can.
Kim: Eeeeek! Talking eight-eyed dog!
Integra (thinking): I though the Sailor Knights were chosen by destiny.
Alunacard (thinking): They are. She already is one. But she doesn’t need to know that.
Integra (thinking): And since when are you telepathic?
Alunacard (thinking): Since always. I just haven’t had cause to make use of the ability before.
Integra: I don’t like you keeping secrets from me, Alunacard.
[she’s thrilled by vampires, but talking dogs freak her out?]
Integra: It sounds as though our backup is here. Alex, Alunacard, get Kim out of here.
Ale: Come on.
Soldier: Miss Integra? Are you out here?
Integra: Here I am, Commander. The targets have been silenced. Deal with the dust piles and sweep the area for ghouls.
Soldier: Yes, ma’am!