[of course, her attempt at flattery didn't work. it wasn't even that big of one, Shu Keigetsu reflects -- master is a perfectly normal if slightly over-obsequious polite address. what kind of revolting false modesty does it take to insist on twisting that around, especially to someone you just yanked here against their will...? what a sly and arrogant summoner this is.]

Sorry if I offended...

[she edits her preference at the last moment, remembering that Reirin's body really can't handle oil or salt.]

Um, something light, please.