Marian-vision

Marian: Sir Integra…there’s blood all over your face…

Integra: Yes, Marian, there is…

…won’t you lick it off for me?

Marian: Oh, Sir Integra!

Back in reality

Marian: Mmmm…

Integra: …tear off some clean cloth from one of those bodies you just disposed of, and walk with me.