[center][h1][color=FFD700][b]Edward Scawthorne[/b][/color][/h1]

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Edward had considered his command spells... but doing that wouldn't be friendly and it might give off the impression that he's a cruel person who makes people he commands do whatever he wants whenever he wants it. Sure, he's a spoiled brat from a rich family but the man has some integrity at least and the fact if he wants something he could just buy it and earn it in the most honest or honorable means.

...besides, it's a stupid thing to waste Command Spells on. He could use it power up her Noble Phantasms if he has to and he believes it's more useful than forcing someone's secrets out.

He sighed when he nodded about her little conversation about secrets... his expression changed into one of surprise, turning to her with a twitchy brow.

[color=#ffd700][b]"HUUUUUH?!"[/b][/color] his voice was a little audible than usual, causing the seats in the nearby tables to turn their heads to them before he shook off his head of the thought. [color=#ffd700]"You mean to tell me you don't have a "best friend" or rather... a companion you party up with before?"[/color].

He was genuinely surprised, he cleared his throat and retracted himself and his statement. Fearing that he may have offended her from something she might be reminded of in her past. [color=#ffd700]"S-sorry... if I offended you. It's just surprising is all."[/color]. His voice was a little cracky but he meant well.

...

In the distance, the faint shuffling of hard rock could be heard, leaving a miniscule dirt trail towards the table Edward and Lancer were in, at first knocking on the wooden chair and then passing through it to bump into her feet... as if it triggered something.

[@Feyblue]