[Lancer, Fuka Japan, Morning]

Lancer had a feeling that Shizuru was more than meets the eye, judging by the way she had both wielded and summoned her Japanese lance the previous evening. "I understand." Lancer nodded before turning to look at the waking Natsuki. 

"Master," he asked, "Do I have your permission to reveal myself to her, or would you prefer I kept my presence hidden from her?"