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Who: Lancer and Saber
Where: Lancer's hotel room
When: Evening of the 28th
Summary: No one knows how emotions work.
Rating: T for totally dorky.
Log:
[Saber seemed upset since their discussion regarding Sola and Diarmuid's own curse. No, perhaps 'upset' wasn't the right word. 'Distant'? No, knights should have been distant to an extent. It was just how they worked, wasn't it?]

[Wasn't it?]

[He had felt notably more at ease since confessing everything about Fionn and his curse, but was that normal? As Saber had said, they were once adversaries. And Lancer did still want to see their fight through to whatever conclusion it would have, of course.]

[But they were all in the same metaphorical boat. So should knights not align themselves with each other to ensure their own safety as well as that of the ones around them? Adversary or not, he trusted Saber enough to watch his back as he would hers. Lancer was absolutely set on being the only one to defeat Saber. If that meant fighting with her against any human, Servant, or Shadow that tried to do so instead of him, fine. He was her left hand once and would gladly act as such again without a second thought.]

[For now, however, he had to focus on figuring out just what had upset her or simply how to fix it. Unhappiness didn't suit someone like her, someone Lancer respected as ally and adversary both.]

[It was through that logic that a pair of fluffy slippers apparently found their way onto the bed--it was easy to tell Saber liked lions. Easier, with an actual lion cub constantly looking to trip up Lancer no matter what he did there.]

[On the table was a thin glass vase with two flowers in it. It was perhaps a little too sentimental, but he'd passed by a flower shop on his way back as it was. And Diarmuid had a special appreciation for yellow and crimson roses; they had been his signature, in a sense.]

[The former Servant himself could be found in the kitchen, doing a whole lot of work and occasionally referring to a cookbook lying open on a nearby counter.]

[Adversaries or not, nothing was stopping them from enjoying themselves once in a while.]

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If you must know.. I am curious as to how you knew I would appreciate such an item.

I'd assumed by now that you liked lions.

[The giant kitten wandering around was a hint.]

Yes, but an item such as this? What purpose does it serve?

[ WINTER'S COMING. DID YOU BRING YOUR COAT? ]

I...well, er...it...

[YOU FLUSTERED YOUR WAIFU, SABER.]

[ Well, time to find out. She's sitting her bum on the bed properly and with as much regale manner as a king holds themselves to, gently pulling on one of the slippers. ]

Ah. It feels soft. [ Glancing over towards Lancer. ]

... Did you get yourself a pair as well?

I...didn't really think of that, no.

I will trial these and tell you if they are suitable for yourself. Will that be alright?

[SO EMBARRASSED, SABER.]

Of course, if you want to.

[ So oblivious, Lancer. ]

Here we are.

[ Totally lifting up both feet to show them off while she's still seated. ]

[AWKWARD...]

Do you...like them, at least?

Yes! Very much so! You have my everlasting gratitude for such a kind and thoughtful gift, Lancer.

[Oh goddamn, now he flipped her dere switch.]

That's...excellent, Saber. I'm glad to hear it.

[ At least she isn't going "Gao!" every time she wriggles her toes. See that mane wriggling? Yeah, she's so doing it. ]

They are soft. Definitely suitable for the feet of a knight!

[GODDAMN STOP BEING SO CUTE]

I-I'm glad to see you're happy with them.

[ LION SLIPPERS, LANCER. THEY ARE PLUSHIES. ON HER FEET. ]

They will keep me warm throughout the winter season. [ A pause to consider her words. ] I wonder.. what sort of climate this city will have.

In the months I've been here, it hasn't seemed all that extreme. I doubt we'll need to worry much about it.

Do you think it will snow?

I wouldn't be surprised. I haven't read much on this country's weather, but considering our location one could likely expect rain and snow.

We must do what we can to prepare for the harsh conditions that may come with such then, Lancer.

Of course. I don't imagine it will be too difficult.

Do you even have a jacket within your possession that can withstand a bone chilling wind?

It's early autumn in what appears to be a less than extreme climate much like my home country. I can manage for a little longer.

Do not be a fool. You are human now, Lancer.

That doesn't make the weather impossible to deal with.

If you are to fall ill with a cold, what would I do with you?

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