[center][h1][color=fff200]Archer — Parthenopeus[/color][/h1][/center]
[center][h3]Matou Residence, Foreigner's District[/h3][/center]
As soon as the formality of that conversation is over, Archer is back on his feet. No need to continue being on his knees once he's promised his bow to his new Master. [color=fff200]"Oh, I think they're leaving,"[/color] but he frowns at that. They're just leaving? They came all the way up here, linger at the gate, and then walk away? Just how rude can they be? Unacceptable. Unacceptable! They'll take their hospitality - be it as arrow or as... Whatever his Master will offer them. He doesn't know what that is, but he's sure it'll be nice.

[color=fff200]"Do you want to chase after them, before they get too far? They have a Servant with them. It could be dangerous, but if they wanted a fight, they would've kicked the door in, not knocked."[/color] He doesn't care which she picks. Not right now, at least. Even if he's hungry for blood, he's not actually in a rush to die just so fast after being in this world. Honestly, even if she decided to just let them walk away, he'd accept that. He's make a note of it, but let it go. Regardless of her answer, he's climbing the stairs, to get a better look around the house. Unless she particularly stops him, he's going through every single room, exploring the space, opening closet doors, poking his head around.

Well, that's to be expected. He [i]is[/i] a cat, after all. [color=fff200]"If they do anything, I'll be there in a flash, Master. They know I'm around, so it won't be a surprise exactly, but that also means they'll be a little more wary of attacking. I hope. If not, then I'll fill them with arrows until there's nothing left!"[/color] And - off he goes.

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[center][h1]Pumak[/h1][/center]
[center][h2]A small clearing, Outskirts[/h2][/center]

In a way, he really should've expected this. It was a mistake to come out here like this, but at the same time, he does have a certain trump card. That is; his trump card is now here. He could dedicate himself to doing battle right now. He has the enemy at a disadvantage, in a way; for one, they don't know anything about his Servant. ... But they have him at the same disadvantage, don't they? He doesn't know anything about this Servant. [color=00a651]"Ah, I apologize - I did not realize until the game was taken."[/color] Discretion is the better part of valor, he decides. There's no cause to waste energy on an unnecessary battle at this stage, especially since he's disadvantaged being in direct line of sight to the hostile Servant, while the hostile Master isn't right there. Thus, with the deck stacked against him, he'll take the generously offered out.

[color=00a651]"Please, keep the kill, it was clearly not mine to take. I appreciate your mercy, and will leave your forest at haste."[/color] Pumak is many things, but 'too proud' is not one of them. Many men he's met would've recoiled, or had gone into a fight against the conqueror. But he simply knows better. And even if it goes poorly, and the Servant refuses to let him leave anyway, he has Saber here. He won't walk away before the man gives him leave, but, just in case, he gives his Servant instruction. [color=00a651][i]If he attacks, hold him here while I flee, then retreat.[/i][/color]

In some way, by way of a much more faceless entity, he's 'met a man' like this before. He's seen it time and time again. He serves to remind him of home lost to greed and power, of lives trampled underfoot for nothing but the wealth and desires of others. Without a word, he's resigned himself to it. He would give nearly anything to kill him. Perhaps not himself - again, Pumak is not nearly so prideful as to even imagine something so foolish. But to cause his death. But to be able to watch him lose 'his land'. It's an idle fantasy, and one he pushes through as fast as he can. He needs to leave, not fight. Even if every ounce of his being calls for it, it isn't the right time.

Because, in some other way, even if it was unsaid, he's correct. But it isn't that 'might makes right'. It's that it doesn't matter how right you are, if you lack the might to back that up.

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Pumak: [@kyoka] [@phonic]
Archer: [@Aoko Aozaki] [@Phlogistinator]