That may be serving you well on the battlefield, but it will not be doing you any favors here.

[She easily glosses over any other implications regarding his need to be seen, and points sharply back towards the door to his room.]

Back in, now. Do not make me have to chase you, Sylvain— I am having far more quickness than you are.

[Hardly a disparaging remark; it's simply fact, given their respective strengths.]

I will be dragging you back by force, if need be, and not in the way you might be enjoying.