[Sakura hits the nail on the head right away. Charlotte smiles briefly.]

Well, if you think that would be suitable, my lady. [Heh, yes, something beautiful.] It will be written on my skin, after all. I'd like something cute!

[...]

Or maybe something tough.

[Since she is going to be a weapon. She doesn't want to turn into something lame like a tiny dagger or a bow.]