Draiss stared at her, before shaking his head. "I rather doubt that, but I will take your word on it. Hold one please."<br/><br/>He brought up the screen again, and tapped a few icons on it. "Stand down deep shots. Continue planar seal. Two non-hostile, four unconfirmed."<br/><br/>The screen flashed, and then vanished. "Sorry, was rescinding an earlier order about a preemptive strike if Lelouch here wasn't going to be sensible. And stop being a martyr. Someone will mourn your passing, so for their sake, fight as hard as you can to find an ending where you live. Dying for someone is easy. It is living for that someone that is hard."<br/><br/>He turned back to the woman, and looked at her, before shaking his head, his face one of wonder and disbelief. "I can't feel you at all. I can see, hear, smell, and even taste you, but my magic refuses to acknowledge that you are there. It is... unnerving. Would you be willing to tell me how you gained this... unusual power? And do you have any idea who else might have something equally fantastic?"