[h3][i][b]Jonathan Clairmont[/b][/i][/h3]

Ignoring Lancer's question for a second before checking himself first before looking at Lancer he sighed. [color=cadetblue][i]'Am I really that small? Or is it that he's really big...'[/i][/color] He thought with a silent scorn for himself before looking back at Lancer deciding to answer his question. 

[color=cadetblue]"Hmmmm, Im not sure but you will probably know when we win this war, Lancer. When that happens you can tell me whether or not I was worthy enough to be your master. Until then this discussion will be on hiatus"[/color] He said to Lancer with a smile, before walking to the stairs to go up to the next floor. [color=cadetblue]"If you wish to see the house and garden where you will be staying, come up."[/color]

Walking upstairs without hearing Lancer's reply, he looked at the ground floor of the house sighing, it had no personality but it would work for the meanwhile. Maybe Lancer could help decorate it, but he dismissed the thought and went into the kitchen to make something for himself. Summoning a Servant was no easy task and he was famished, taking some of the ingredients out of the fridge and began fixing something up, a little more if Lancer wanted some. Meanwhile doing that he silently wondered if he had anything to put on Lancer, for the most part he looked like a bodyguard or a real buff butler. Well if anything at least Jonathan himself was reassured that he could play the spoiled little rich kid card pretty good if needed.