[b]Suwako[/b]

The blonde reasserted her eternally-silent hat in its rightful place, sat atop its head, and shook Saber's hand enthusiastically, "You're nice, lady. But you don't need to worry, I can take care of myself."

Letting go, she looked around at the odd group of people that were here in what seemed to be an... armoury? Guy in a suit, armoured lady, girl with an even taller hat than hers--though the blonde goddess was fairly certain that hers was bigger once you factored width into it, inexplicably misplaced Viking, man with a beard, blonde in a coat; this place had an even more inexplicably variable selection of people and fashions than Gensokyo did. At least that had the excuse of being a haven for youkai in an otherwise hostile world, even if it wasn't the best place to be a totally ordinary human.

"So... why am I here?"