"Well-- yes." He had said that, and he had meant it, too. In this place, it was a bit rare to find someone as competent as Haruno Sakura. Arthur liked few people, especially here, but he had found himself impressed by her sense of order and her intelligence. And her respect, too, though of course it was a subtler thing than the dramatics her younger self seemed prone to.

"Of course I will help you," he says, standing a bit taller as he assumes a more princely air. She's not crying anymore, though she could start again at any moment, if he's not careful. "I am true to my word, and my service is yours, no matter your-- er. Age. You want for me to teach for you, until you are restored to yourself?"