[center][h2]Theseus[/h2]
[h3]Fuyuki Bridge, Heading to Miyama[/h3][/center]

Saber continued to smile — he seemed to do that a lot, almost as if he had learned to make the expression come as second nature. But in spite of such thing, it did not feel fake — which was likely the larger surprise.

“Good wishes — or rather, good heart, young man. But I’m not sure if a single person should decide to dictate the course of mankind even if it comes from a good place.”

There was nothing wrong in wishing and desiring for it, of course — he could understand that the notion of such reality would doubtlessly appeal to most, and it spoke of a sense of humanity by itself.

...But setting that aside, Saber was more bothered by the way the young man had talked about said wishes.

He lightly tapped his back (though really, by the standards of a human, it must have been quite the slap) and his eyes roamed to look past the masses, toward the river and the ocean beyond, wistfulness clearly apparent.

“There’s nothing wrong with wanting to help others, but you should think about what [i]you[/i] want, as well. Half-hearted desires are worse than having no desires at all.”

That’s right. What matters is that you believe in the path you have chosen — parroting what you have heard and simply going with the flow lead nowhere in life. One must be decisive in following their heart.

Regardless of where that path leads, that is what it means to ‘live.’

“Ah, don’t worry too much about it. It’d be nice meeting him again, but to be quite honest, I don’t know if you could handle—”

He was, however, interrupted by the yelling of some girl, as others passed by him. Looking her way with a clearly puzzled glance, she approached, seemingly undaunted.

Another Master…? And she seemed to have no Servant nearby? Either she was very confident in her abilities or very thoughtless in her approach. There was the matter of some Assassin skulking around, or an Archer aiming from far away — but that would pose only a token threat to one like him at worst, and he was well-positioned to defend the kid if it came to that.

It was the middle of the day in a crowded, public place though. What kind of reckless maniac would attack here, violating the secrecy of the War and potentially putting many at risk? For that alone, he would give the benefit of the doubt.

“...Yes? Is there something you wanted?”

[@Yankee] [@Crusader Lord]