“You got that body roughly three years ago, correct? Is that the reason you were strongly opposed when the higher ups at the time suggested hiring her?”
“Well, that was part of it... Either way, I bet she would’ve turned you down. She only takes jobs that suit her tastes. Apparently her family values interest over money. Oh, but she might have cooperated if you’d asked her to make a puppet that incarnates Heroic Spirits.”
When she had finished talking about mages who were not currently directly involved in this Grail War, Francesca suddenly wiped the grin from her face.
“I may not be one to talk, but the memory copies in Scar Red’s puppets are perfect. So perfect that it makes me wonder if she even copies her soul.”
“That’s...”
Faldeus started to say something in response to the girl’s words, but then he furrowed his brows and thought better of it. Francesca then casually spoke the words he had hesitated to. “You’re wondering if she might’ve arrived at the Third Magic, right? Well, if she has, it’d make everything we’re doing a farce, and that would be hilarious! Ha ha!”

Fate/Strange Fake, Volume 3, Prologue VIII