[center][b][h1]Minamoto-no-Yoshitsune[/h1][/b][/center]

[h2]Advising Her Master[/h2]

Yoshitsune didn’t quite frown, she was too disciplined for that, but she really did wish to express her displeasure with her Master. It had hardly been a day since she was summoned, and she was as far from adept from understanding humans as possible, but it was glaringly her Master was beginning to crack at the seams. She saw it in animals, in humans, in monsters, when they had given up. Something in them had given up the will to fight It wasn’t the encounter with the shinobi and her ilk that caused this sort of behavior, or at least, was not the source. This… needed to be dealt with, sooner or later. The mind was the breaker or creator of victories. One could not hope to be victorious with --

Saber forcibly shelved this line of thought. They were out in the open still, and she was keeping her Master waiting.

“Morgues are usually in the basements of hospitals, are they not? I’d advise not to go there, because the dead these days seem to be heavily monitored once they enter the eyes of the government. You have a plethora of material down here in this realm of the dead, do you not? Vermin and such should serve you better if you wish to have… fresher material, as it’s far more noticeable to have an animated dead human than a rat or pigeon.”

She paused, tapping the hilt of Usumidori.

“I would advise for you to either purchase or craft a weapon, or at least a means to defend yourself, if you wish to go out in the open, even in the day. If you are insistent on entering the deeper city once more, I would recommend the truly urban areas. There, you would find in dark allies wares not found elsewhere easily, and in the surface of the city, you may find clues to other masters and such.”

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