Haneul blinked behind his hair, assuming that he said something wrong when the Master of Archer hadn't said anything to him yet. But once he finally spoke up, Han relaxed, following each word careful. When the information was condensed to just a few sentences, Haneul seemed to understand clearly what was going on seeing that he nodded slowly in understanding. [color=lightblue][b]"O-Okay, makes sense. Thank you."[/b][/color] He said before giving another bow of appreciation. Watching as the other extended a hand, Haneul instinctively grabbed it with his own and shook twice before letting go. [color=lightblue][b]"August...like the month?"[/b][/color] He questioned. If that was the case then remembering his name shouldn't be a problem at all! When bringing up his talent as a mage and asking where he came from, a faint blush could be seen forming right where the lower half of his face was revealed. It was refreshing to have someone not just him at first glance. [color=lightblue][b]"A-Ah...thank you. Have, um, l-lots of circuits."[/b][/color] He tried to explain his immense magic circuits, but it didn't come out like he wanted. [color=lightblue][b]"I am from South Korea."[/b][/color] He then said flawlessly as he practiced saying such more than he would like to admit. It was clear that he was going to say something else, but Berserker caught him off guard... --- Berserker really hated looking up at people; even with her heels, she was shorter than her own Master. But that was something she wouldn't fret on for too long. Instead her gaze turned into a scowl as Archer spoke up. It's exactly what she expected from the man, but hearing it come out of his mouth hurt a little too much. She had to rely on them. She had to rely on them. They were...comrades. She wasn't alone and they're here to help... After taking a quiet breath, Berserker looked back up at Acher and nodded. [color=#FF69B4][b]"And if you find yourself in close combat and need a hand, I should be the first one you call for. Promise!"[/b][/color] She didn't give Archer the chance to agree as she pulled her hand back just enough to interlock pinkies with him. She remained like that for a second before a large smirk formed on her face. That'll show how useful she is for sure! Berserker couldn't help but arch an eyebrow when Archer continued on and brought up other Berserkers. [color=#FF69B4][b]"Ha! Please don't compare an idol like me to those brutes. The only thing we share is class name and raw strength."[/b][/color] She corrected him. She was going to say more, but an ever so quiet mention of her name caused the girl to lower her head. They tried to talk about it discretely, the Master of Assassin and that director, but that only seemed to annoy the idol even more. Instead of talking more to Archer like she had planned, Berserker was now hauling Haneul over to Anderson and Orson, staring at the both of them with an angry glint. [color=#FF69B4][b]"I'd rather you not talk about my Master and I, whether good or bad, in such a hushed manner."[/b][/color] She said with a frown before her attention was brought to Saber, who was apparently sticking up for them. And while Berserker was staring at the Saber with googly eyes before, her face was the complete opposite of that now; all seriousness. It was probably because her pride, and Han's, was at stake. Haneul remained quiet as he normally did, letting Berserker say what she had to say, It was clear to him that there was a small conflict or disdain against them going on, but it looked as if it was resolving itself via Berserker and one of the Servants speaking up. He had thought everything was fine until the Master of Caster spoke up, practically breaking him down in front of everyone. Some words he didn't quite catch, but even so, the context, tone, and overall body language of this girl was more than enough for Haneul to understand what she was saying. He could tell that Berseker was pretty angry at what Monica had to say too, and why wouldn't she be? The other Master basically just said that they were the weak link of their team. Despite her eyes being a metallic blue color, there was an angry tinge of red that covered it. Han had to stop her, it wasn't worth fighting among friends...well, comrades that is. He could handle this much more calmly than she could. Thank goodness his now reddened eyes were covered by his hair. Placing a hand on Berserker's shoulder, the red in her eyes quickly faded away as she looked up at Haneul curiously. [color=lightblue][b]"I do n-not think you are rude...I think you look at m-me, um, p-personality only. Would not be h-here if not confident in power."[/b][/color] He sighed...why did it feel like he's said something like this before? [color=lightblue][b]"Just because y-young does not mean I do not know about what I am doing. If you had faith in me, then you would not have to give me, or others, a stupid lecture. If you think...if you think we are weak, then you should focus on yourself first."[/b][/color] Han concluded in almost perfect English and little stuttering; it was almost as if he had rehearsed what he just said. Berserker started at her Master in surprise as he soon bowed, giving a clear and concise apology for his words before turning away without an answer to go and retrieve his bag he had left at the summoning circle, said Servant following. He really did feel bad for talking to back to someone like that, but hearing something like that so many times, it just got annoying. Why couldn't people just leave him alone and trust that him being here is enough to prove that he deserves this?