[center][h1]Lancer[/h1]

[sub]Interacting with [@Grey][@Turboshitter][@1Charak2][/sub][/center]
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Lancer patiently waited for his master to continue speaking, as he was under the assumption that the man was not suicidal, though you never really could know for sure. Lancer eyed Sos with a vague sense of amusement. [color=teal]"I may be a man from a time long past but I still have an understanding of how jokes work master."[/color] Lancer said with a friendly smile. His gaze shifted to Ren, [color=teal]"As master said, I have some experience with magic, enough to be summoned as a caster: So my knowledge may be useful to you."[/color]

 Sos began pacing around while muttering to himself, while Lancer continued relaxing. Rider seemed very frustrated with the both of them, though she didn't say much in that regard. Of course perhaps the foot stomping was indication enough on its own. It seemed the servant and master were talking to each other however, as Ren dashed upstairs for a pair of glasses. Rider, or Medusa, put on the glasses and looked at them all, passing new judgments upon them. Lancer laughed upon receiving his own judgement, an open-ended insult but decidedly an insult none the less.

 Rider asked for new clothes and the boy seemed to realize anew how she was dressed, hurriedly running off to get new clothes, obviously rather embarrassed. What an amusing duo, though relations forged amidst the war for the holy grail never seemed to end well, it wasn't really his place to give that advice. Rider hated him enough as was. [color=teal]"Anything you need from me? Or shall I leave you two [i]alone[/i] and follow my wandering master?"[/color]