青藍の髪が揺れていた。私が視ていたのはその髪を留める髪飾りが跳ね返す、太陽の光の残光だったのかもしれません。

「…心配しないで。守るから」

ひどくおぼろげな口調。むしろ私よりも力を失っているような感じがしました。でも、刀を持った彼女は空を見上げ、微笑んだのです。ちょっと怖いくらいに。それは安堵と危惧を呼ぶ笑みでした。
（マシュリの日記より）

There was a swish of indigo hair—but I think what I saw was the afterglow of the sunlight reflecting off her hairclip. "Have no fear. I will protect you." I can barely make out the words, they are so faint. If anything, it seemed that she was in a far weaker state than even I was, yet she then turned her face up at the sky and smiled so widely that it was a little terrifying. It was a smile that inspired both reassurance and unease in equal measure. (Excerpt from Macherie's Diary)