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[h2][centre]Gatekeeper, Troilus, Border of Shinto and Miyama[/centre][/h2]

There was really no doubt in Troilus’ eyes as he took the other boy’s hand. After all, if he wanted to hurt him, he would have just attacked, wouldn’t he? The innocent assumption of a child who had never known any hardship, any enemies, all the way until his death.

Well, in this case it was fine, at least. It was lucky that one of the nastier Servants hadn’t found him, but Troilus was nothing if not lucky. 

“[color=royalblue]I’m Tr- uh, Gatekeeper,[/color]” He said, grinning in return. “[color=royalblue]What’s in the bag?[/color]” He asked, looking down at it with curiosity. Though it was a little strange, it wasn’t enough to make Troilus suspicious, or scared. 

All thoughts of investigating the lights in the sky had already left his head, now that he seemed to have a new friend to play with. And a Servant, too - even if that meant he was meant to be an enemy, it didn’t have to be like that. Since they were both heroes, that meant they could be better friends, didn’t it?

“[color=royalblue][i]Hey, Baba![/i][/color]” He said, communicating to his Master. “[color=royalblue][i]I found a friend, so I’ll be playing with him for a while.[/i][/color]” A thought occurred to him, and he continued. “[color=royalblue][i]Oh, I wasn’t supposed to leave, was I? Uh, Sorry![/i][/color]” He spoke, lamely. It was an apology without much sincerity, the instinctual reaction of a child who simply didn’t want to get in trouble, without any real regret. He could only hope that Baba didn’t get too mad, but what was done was done.

With that, all that remained was to pick a game.

[@Sageage][@Froppy]