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[h1][i][color=#0EB94D]Lancer[/color][/i][/h1]
Dɪᴀʟᴏɢᴜᴇ Cᴏʟᴏʀ ✦ [color=#0EB94D]#0EB94D[/color] [color=#FFFA90]||[/color] Tʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛ Cᴏʟᴏʀ ✧ [color=#FFFA90]#FFFA90[/color]
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Lancer blinked, surprised at the sudden contact. No way... he'd actually picked up on it? Her master, who had been so dense that she'd had to start clinging to him and flirting so that he'd get the idea, had realized that she wanted him to take her hand? Of course, he immediately killed the mood as per usual with one of those dismissive comments of his about how this was just a formality and nothing more... She sighed, shaking her head. Naturally, the War was the first priority... but this was a rare opportunity, was it not? Two souls, joined across time in apparent defiance of natural law! A guardian, called up from the deepest recesses of time to protect and serve the master of her soul. It was like a wish come true, so it would have been wrong not to savor these moments, wouldn't it? Even if she herself was more than happy just being by his side, it wasn't the same if the man she devoted herself to didn't share in that happiness. He really didn't understand so many things, and when she thought about it that way, her heart felt as though it would break...

Nevertheless, there was no sense in dwelling upon melancholy. The past was the past, the future a blank canvas. There was still time, still a chance. She couldn't give up on her hopes before she'd even tried them, now could she?

She was snapped back to attention from her reverie by his comments about the restaurant they were passing. The establishment looked quite upscale by what she had come to understand of modern standards, and she could smell the delicious scent of spices, baking bread, and roasting meat wafting outward into the night air from within. It wasn't quite the same as the sorts of grandiose banquets she was used to, but she could appreciate its refinement. Besides, this was so much more romantic than a night of clamorous carousing and revelry.

[color=#0EB94D]"No, this place looks perfectly fine,"[/color] Lancer replied demurely, shaking her head. [color=#0EB94D]"Besides, if this is the place that has caught my Master's eye, it would be in poor faith to refuse, would it not? Anything whatsoever which my Master desires, I shan't refuse him. [i]A-ny-thing.~[/i]"[/color] She leaned a little closer, speaking each syllable with a teasing grin as if spelling it out just in case he didn't take the hint. Although... She'd be rushing things far too quickly to savor them if she actually followed through with the implications of her flirtation, but her Master would probably get all embarrassed in that adorable way of his anyway, and wouldn't ask any further, so she doubted it was an issue. Ah... The fact that he tried so hard to present herself as a gentleman only made it more fun to watch him squirm and fidget as he tried to keep his act under control. And yet, that wasn't the real him, was it? She knew him better than that... she must have.

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[h1][i][color=#8AB8E6]Mira Grace[/color][/i][/h1]
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[color=#8AB8E6]"I'm sorry! I just... didn't want to be rude..."[/color] She bowed apologetically, hoping against all hope that her incredibly straightforward Servant wouldn't inquire any further. Just in case she did try to press the subject, however, Mira disengaged from the conversation as best she could, slipping behind the large cellar door as she made a show of holding it open, hoping to stall Saber from continuing any further inquiry on that subject. [color=#8AB8E6]"A-anyway, let's hurry so as not to delay!"[/color] She motioned for Saber to follow her out, deciding to press on before things could get any more awkward. Besides, Saber herself had said that they needed to quickly make their way to the church, hadn't she? In that case, hopefully she wouldn't question the Witch any further. Mira was already on edge from the stress and anxiety she'd felt leading up to her summoning, and she really had no idea to deal with this person when her only human contact up until this point had been limited to one person. Unless one counted talking to herself... She could talk to herself pretty easily, and Servants were supposed to be suited to their masters, right? Then maybe if she just thought of it like... No, no matter how she looked at it, Saber didn't seem anything like her...

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