[h2]Archer[/h2]

Slipping inside, Archer sought a suitable place to sit--eventually opting to slouch against the wall in protest against the lack of high-backed chairs, as well as favouring the rebellious air it gave off--and looked at their Master seriously, "How's the disguise look? I suppose it would be expected for you to see through it... but do you think it would be out of place in this city?"

It was, after all, an important question: even if the disguise was pretty much impenetrable, it would still be a pretty bad one if it didn't fit the surroundings; this was why the Servant had endeavoured to look as much of a tourist or journalist as possible. Exactly the sort of person that would raise no eyebrows snooping around a coastal town, even one without much to make it notable. Every information seeker had to start their career somewhere.

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[h2]Izisviel von Einzbern[/h2]

Shrugging off her Servant's... strange interest in the amusement park as an incidental side effect of having been introduced to the entire concept not even half an hour ago, the homunculus once again picked up her tea, looking into the shallow pool of green before answering. Had she really drunk the entire thing so quickly? Lotus would have to make some more, then, if the pair of them were to continue their discussion into the night.

"As the terrain benefits Servants with ranged abilities and the enclosed spaces would benefit an ambush or being cornered, I shall make sure to avoid the area unless strictly necessary."

Izisviel had no idea why that would ever be the case.