[h2]Honda Ami[/h2]

The schoolgirl blinked a few times. Just like that? "You mean I don't need to climb a mountain barehanded and cut a waterfall to prove myself? Or swear some oath to join the... you know...?" 

It was quite possible that the schoolgirl had gotten the wrong idea entirely about the sort of things a Servant would demand of their Master... or at least what Assassin was likely to make her do. Though she had a feeling that if her Servant cold find a good reason to, she might want to get that oath.

But Ami had no plans to try and take down the current government, thank you very much.

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[h2]"Caster"[/h2]

"If you would allow me to hide the hat for now, then yes. With a little work I could do a better job of fitting in than most of the other Servants," the witch replied, glad that it was her Master that had brought it up--she still needed to eat, after all, and using the excuse of blending in... well, it was somewhat more effective. She was a magus, not dead, [i]and[/i] a Servant--it could be made a lot harder to work out that last one.

But she also needed to eat. And pancakes sounded good.