[h1][center][color=powderblue]Marguerite Calder[/color][/center][/h1]

[h2][center]Shinto Streets[/center][/h2]

Unfortunately, Marguerite's morning minutiae had taken longer than she had anticipated.  As much as she hated to admit it, it was likely due to fatigue.  She was tired, despite having a healthy amount of sleep.  And as much as she wanted to blame it on jet lag, she knew it was because of Saber and the battle last night.  That Noble Phantasm had taken a good bit out of her.  Marguerite knew that compared to the other Masters, she was working with far less magical ability.  She had intended to summon a powerful Servant to compensate for that, but now she was discovering the consequences.

But they had finally made it out and onto the streets, and so far they had yet to be attacked.  So far.  Hopefully, that thing had been an aberration, because the other option was far more problematic.  If it was somehow connected to an enemy Servant, there was a possibility that whoever had sent it would be gunning for them next.  No, it had to be a freak thing.  It had to be.

Although to anyone walking by, it looked like she was walking on her own, she kept glancing at where Saber was moving alongside her.  Somehow, she doubted that any passers-by were paying much attention, so she spoke softly, so her Servant could hear.

[color=powderblue]"I never asked, what are your thoughts on last night?"[/color]

[@Breo]