[h2][color=ffffff]Emilia Warov[/color][/h2]
By the time Lancer addressed the family, both mother and son had fainted. A normal reaction of the brain trying to preserve its sense of reality when one was confronted with such a jarring turn of events. The two of them were unceremoniously laid at the sidewalk, lost in their catatonic slumber, while the young girl stared at him with eyes that reflected both awe and excitement. The appropriate kind of gaze for one that has been confronted with living legends right out a storybook.

"That was amazing!" Emilia said in an excited voice. "Are you shooting a movie, Mister? Wait, no that can't be it, I don't see any cameras around, so are you a Toku hero or something like this?" she followed up, making her best impression of a common little girl. Whether this plan would get her anywhere or not was yet to be seen but the only choice Emilia has at this moment was to push forward; backpedaling would earn her nothing an undignified death, after all.
[h2][color=ffffff]Euryale[/color][/h2]
[i]"My my, what a cute Master do I have. With this sort of reactions, I can't help but feel like teasing her even more,"[/i] the smallish Archer thought as she observed her Master's attempts at finding their opponents.

Thankfully, it seemed like their enemies also had the same idea, but were much blunter in their approach, or so it looked like considering the words that came out of the doll-like nun's lips.

[i]"So, Saber is a soft-looking person as well, huh? She reminds me of 'that girl', however, it feels like her disposition is on a totally different level. I wonder where did she come from?"[/i] Euryale said to her Master, telepathically, while she continued to consume her burger and swing her feet idly, like a little girl, or at least a young one...

It was during one of those childish gestures that she 'accidentally' kicked the table, causing a ketchup bottle to topple and spill some of its saucy contents over her Master.

"Oh no, we have to get these off before it leaves a stain," Archer said in a half-apologetic tone, not unlike that of a prankster child. "Quick, let's go to the restroom and get some water at it," she added while tugging her Master's sleeve. Once they were out of sight of their foes it would be just a matter of thinking of the next step on this battle of wits.
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