[center][h1]Wes Downgate[/h1][/center]

Wes felt her press up against him as she hugged him. 

[i]Huge...[/i]

"Y-Yeah, I'll do that. If you need anything, just let me know," he said, trying to hold it together through how flustered her... [i]cuddliness[/i] made him. When he expected relationship difficulties with his Servant, he didn't mean something ridiculous like this!

Then Tamamo left, diving into the water instead of just turning to Spirit Form and flying (or whatever it is spirits did). 

[i]Good thing I didn't give her my wallet,[/i] he thought. [i]... Oh shit I didn't give her my wallet.[/i]

Wes sighed, resting his head on the table. It had only been a few hours since he'd arrived in Fuyuki and somehow it felt like [i]days.[/i] So much had happened so fast after he summoned Tamamo. And he guessed... he guessed he had a new girlfriend. 

Again, [i]not[/i] the kind of relationship he had in mind when he'd spoken of Servants. 

Still though. The idea of that level of commitment was scary, especially when it came at you so quickly, but he guessed he shouldn't be complaining. It's not like he had any objections to the idea in principle. As a Heroic Spirit, Tamamo was far better than any girl Wes could hope to find normally, in more ways than one. She had the looks, talent, and power befitting her legendary image, and to be entirely honest, Wes had never been able to see himself finding a girlfriend amongst the kind of crowds he usually hung out with anyway. He was short, had no talent, and his prospects were... severely limited with the kind of life choices he'd made. 

So in that regard, Wes thought that perhaps he should be grateful. No, in fact, he [i]was[/i] grateful. Someone had finally been willing to give him a chance. Knowing nothing about him, she'd decided to trust and try to love him unconditionally. No one had ever done that for him before, not even his father. 

Thinking back to how she'd reacted when he said he'd give her a chance, he supposed that made both of them more alike than he'd originally thought. They were both looking for someone. Maybe in each other they'd find it, with a little hard work and elbow grease. 

His spirits and exhaustion lifted somewhat, Wes went back to work messing with his "doohickies" (as Tamamo had put it). First before all that was surviving the Holy Grail War. Then he could contemplate his future with Tamamo all he wanted. Emotion was good, but right now, strategy reigned supreme. 

[i]We[/i] will [i]survive. Just as long as I have anything to say about it anyway...[/i]