Astrid's answer should have made the decision easy.
She was young, inexperienced, impulsive, and unsuited to being placed anywhere near a possible demon assassin. Ulrich had no reason to involve her further. Sending her back to Camellia was the sensible choice. It was the only choice a careful person would make.
Yet she stood before him with her fists clenched against her gown, trying to look angry while the insult he had just thrown at her still showed plainly on her face.
Ulrich could not bring himself to dismiss her.
That need to prove herself was too familiar.
