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.