"T-They sent y-you, an SS-rank, f-for me?" The mech took a step back.
"Seriously?" Alice's voice became higher-pitched in disbelief.
"Hmm... Yes. We thought you'd cooperate with the sanctuary squads. Since they are allied forces to you. They are there to escort you back, not to fight you." The mage took one step forward.
The giant mech took one more step back.
"However." The mage sighed. "The results are quite unfortunate. So I am here."
"Why me?!"
"Hmmm... Well Ms. Finley. You see, only 20% of what you do matters decisively. So it would only make sense to put 80% of work into the 20% that matters."
"What's most decisive factor in this operation?"
"Jeff Norman." The mage examined Alice's mech with his glowing amber-colored pupils.
"Now. If you do not mind, Ms. Finley, please step out of the mech."
Alice: "..."