[h2]Lancelot and Laetitia[/h2] Ah, this was just too... she knew it was a serious moment and all, but it was [i]so hard[/i] to keep a lid on maintaining your Servant's dignity when they were just being a walking bundle of adorable. Saber's instincts might give her a very strong sensation of [i]something[/i] about to happen... something completely non-dangerous... and then the substantially taller blonde was sweeping her up in a hug. "Ah, even in a suit you're adorable! So tiny and regal and hungry but hopelessly cute!" She had to be hungry, right? There was no way that anyone could have that massive pile of snacks nearby and her Saber [i]couldn't[/i] be hungry. Lancelot, on the other hand, seemed to have developed features carved out of stone, though he was at least smiling. It was quite possible that the idea of thinking of Arturia as [i]adorable[/i] was something that was quite beyond the realms of comprehension but, perhaps, it showed a good thing--that since his second death, and in whatever events had transpired since, someone had been able to free the king of the bonds of acting so utterly inhuman. If they were to ever meet, then he must have something to offer that person... even if all he had was his swordsmanship. "Ah, yes... I believe we should have everyone gather if possible, though I cannot say if my Master will be able to spare the time to make it," the purple-haired knight said, loosening up a little and the smile becoming less forced, "We cannot let Sir Gawain's defeat go ignored. Perhaps we should all join this tournament and make sure no false impressions are given?" [hr] [h2]Alkyrieaze von Einzbern[/h2] The girl's face went through a variety of emotions before settling on deadpan: "I would say something about your choice of appearance but in most regards you're still more normal than grandfather will ever be. But as you say, you must have known Justeaze, and your learning ability is deserving of some respect..." And someone that had ever met the Holy Maiden of Winter could potentially be of use rebuilding the key components of the ritual to complete it. Yes, Da Vinci or Paracelsus could indeed be of use to an alchemist such as herself. "I am Alkyrieaze von Einzbern, nine years old, Master of Altera, and functional head of the Einzbern within this city, although Jubstacheit holds that title until I reach adulthood," she replied--but her attention had started to drift, with her Servant already walking over to the nearby cage. Red pandas, huh...? They were somewhat cute, she supposed, but... "The big ones look fluffier..." Who cared that they were bears? She had ways of dealing with something like that. Fluffy was important.