[h2][center]Yumiko Kawajima[/center][/h2]

With a quick once-over, Yumiko was pleased to see that Archer hadn't been involved in any scuffles; in fact, they returned with...
Completely...
Different...

"Er... I think the outfit fits, but... How did you get that clothing in the first place. Please don't tell me that you stole it off of someone. If you really wanted to pick something up, you could've just asked..." she sighed, massaging her forehead as she walked back to her bed and promptly fell face-first into the sheets.

"So... Did you find anything of note?" she asked, rolling over to stare at the ceiling instead of asking Archer directly.

[h2][center]Lancer[/center][/h2]
"That will not be a problem. You have the means of detection, but we must always assume that something may be lying in wait. I shall remain on my guard."

To be fair, though, there wasn't much that Lancer could do while incorporeal. Then again, this inactivity of sorts was always a nice change of pace from constant fighting.
Too bad it probably wouldn't last for too long.