Integra: …I accept.

Integra’s shoulder devil: What are you doing? Give up! Alucard’s gone, Walter’s gone, nothing matters any more!

Timothy (thinking): I sure hope I remember the words…

Timothy: Thank you.

Timothy’s shoulder devil: What are you doing? We’re supposed to be enemies! Stop with the goodwill and cooperation!

Timothy: Rose of the noble castle…power of Dios that sleeps within me…heed your Master and come forth!

Shoulder devils: Oooh!