[h2]Saber[/h2]

"Very well, Master."

It was easy to understand what her Lord's ploy was. To depart quickly, and lead the enemy out of the restaurant and to a location where they could conduct battle. As a result, when Isabelle rose to her feet, so to did Saber, stretching as she did. Of course, she didn't actually need to. Rather, it was cover for her to cast a very brief glance around the room without moving her head, her crimson eyes briefly flicking around the room to see if she could see anything suspicious. She had to avoid being too obvious, or else her Master's plan would become apparent. Regardless, she was soon following the nun.

The white-haired girl was prepared to draw her blade and protect her Master at a moment's notice, certainly. If the enemy tried to attack them as soon as possible, she felt confident enough in her ability to react before any harm came to Isabelle.

[@Raineh Daze][@RolePlayerRoxas][@KoL]