[h2]Saber - Arturia Pendragon and Kobayashi Seria[/h2]

"It may be taking some time, but it is important that we undergo the proper process for entry into these contests," responded the blonde knight. She, too, was now clad in her gleaming armor, though Excalibur was currently unsummoned. "As much as the idea of having breakfast is appealing, this is the correct course of action."

To be alongside even a few of her knights, once again... to see Lancelot, Gawain, Gareth, Tristan, and Mordred standing together as allies once more... It caused the King of Knights to feel a lightness in her heart. Even with the memory of all the ways in which she had made mistakes lingering in her mind, perhaps she simply couldn't help it? It was something Arturia had longed for all along, she realized. Even when she had believed she must eradicate her presence in history, the truth was that she did still desire to fight alongside her comrades again. And that desire was being granted. She couldn't help but wonder if more of her knights would be summoned.

... Was it... was it right for her to hope these things? Was it right for her to desire to see all her knights once again?

She simply couldn't accept that it was, and yet it was impossible for her to stop feeling as such.

It couldn't be helped that she was struggling to actually speak with her knights, either, one hand placed to her chest as her mind attempted to find the proper words.

Seria was, unlike the other present Master, feeling rather proud. Yes, she had planned to enter the arena in the first place. After all, what better way was there to show how powerful the Servant you had summoned as then defeating enemies in the arena? This was just the opportunity to show off, like she'd wanted!

The Archer, Tristan, seemed pretty mopey though... was that part of his legend? Seria had to confess, out of the Knights of the Round Table, he was one of the ones she knew less about. But maybe seeming him in action would help her learn?

She had nothing but confidence in Mordred.

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[h2]Mihama Nanako[/h2]

Nanako didn't say anything to Meltryllis. After all, nothing she could say would help. The fact was simply that Meltryllis quite clearly hated her, and nothing Nanako could do would change that. The thing that would make her Servant happiest was if they barely interacted. At least, that was the thought in the dark-haired girl's mind as she dully nodded towards the Alter Ego. She wanted to try and make her Servant happy, so... so that was what she had to do, wasn't it?

Her tired mind was suddenly jolted to attention, however, when BB's voice rang out from her TV. But, unlike the first time, where Nanako had been exasperated and attempted to grapple with the idea that an AI from the future(possibly even not the same future as they were heading towards), after the initial shock Nanako simply quietly nodded to the girl on her TV's request. There wasn't much else she could do now, was there?

"... Let's go..." Nanako said, simply, as she began to gather her things.

She hadn't even attempted to make herself breakfast.

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