[h2]Estelle Varianbec, Master of Rider[/h2]

"Wh-who does he think he is!?" declared the flustered Estelle, folding her arms with a huff as her maids busied themselves with drying her off. Well, she [i]knew[/i] who he thought he was, to be fair... And in life he'd probably never been angrily yelled out of an intrusion into a bath before. For all she knew he could have been welcomed. But that was certainly not the case here. She'd summoned such a high-powered Servant, and yet he seemed like he was ready to find all new ways to make things embarrassing! Estelle huffed again as her maids dried her hair. As they brought her the clothing she had picked out that morning, she swiftly picked a white-and-pink dress with a bow on the neck and a ribbon tied around the waist, with a pair of knee-high socks. Diligently, her homunculus maids swiftly dressed her, and moments later the small, tan-skinned girl left the bath, her maids having dressed themselves so that they could follow her.

Blushing as she approached Rider, the memory of the way he'd so carelessly hoisted her [i]naked[/i] out of the bath naturally still fresh in her mind, she stopped just in front of her Servant. Estelle's cheeks were flushed as her eyes drifted to the side and away from the legendary hero.

"I'm still mad at you about earlier, so don't think I've forgiven you just because of this, Rider!" she began, prefacing her following statement with a disclaimer just to ensure that nothing was simply washed away. "But..."

She averted her eyes again, still flushed.

"... That... [i]was[/i] a good idea. Going out on the town can give you a chance to get used to Redrock, too. Better then just giving you a map or something like that."

Besides, Estelle was itching to go to her favorite candy shop and ice cream parlor again.

[@Blackstripe]