[h2][center]Alter Ego - Meltryllis[/center][/h2]
With her apparent Master's flustered reply, the purple-haired Servant raised an eyebrow out of curiosity and shook her head. There were a lot of questions at hand for both parties, it seemed, and as far as Meltryllis could tell this was most [i]definitely[/i] not the Moon Cell. The reasoning for that conclusion was simple enough: the density of mana in the air was a far cry from the artificial world she was so used to.

Even more than that, though...

"Very well, then. Though I question your intent for summoning a monster like me in the first place if not for murder, it won't do either of us any harm to answer a few questions," Meltryllis said, walking over to the living room before taking a seat on the couch there. "But first, let me make this clear: [i]I[/i] am not as confused as you make me out to be, Master; I am as aware of my own identity as any other Servant that might have been summoned to this place—maybe even more so. The only thing up for debate is where [i]this[/i] is—more specifically, [i]when[/i]. Do you understand?"

The Alter Ego was used to the odd glances at her equipment by now, and she found it far less of an issue to 'cover up' than her Master apparently did. But ignoring that minor issue, nothing about this place made sense to her chronologically. In her records, the place known as 'Earth' should have long since last all traces of mana by 2030—a far cry from this little hovel, which was so full of it.

Hopefully, the quivering, blushing mess that was her Master could regain enough of her ability to speak coherently... For both their sakes. It would do the Alter Ego no good if she was incompetent at speaking to her own Servant, much less giving orders or answering simple questions.

[@VitaVitaAR]