[h2]Svetleaze von Einzbern[/h2]

Fortunately for the homunculus's sanity, the other Servant managed to distract the Master and lead her away. Excellent, even if the Masters were going to be co-operating, Svetleaze had no intention of mingling and making friends here. Her skills and education didn't extend to the realm of casual relationships at all and a strictly work-based relationship would fit her approach better.

Whilst she worked her way through the soup, Kintoki had already jumped upon the idea of giant beasts in the ocean and, she assumed, fights with them. Not that there was anything truly that great nowadays--much like the Third Magic and the Servants themselves, the existence of such mighty creatures belonged almost wholly to the realm of the past. Though the depths of the Pacific would doubtless be a grand harbour...

Watching Kintoki's manners in ripping off the boar's leg and... well, ravishing it. Her Servant might have taste, but he was truly lacking in manners.

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[h2]Medea[/h2]

Was it really possible for someone to be so impossibly dense? To have an ability like that, there was no question that he would have been exposed to its effects--especially as a Heroic Spirit; love forced through magic was a cursed and one-sided affair that would only end in tragedy. To push away the opportunity to be free of a ruinous curse through a suspicion of ulterior motives... even [i]she[/i] wouldn't be so stupid as to throw away that opportunity to avoid disaster simply because the bargain could include possible disadvantages.

There was an even more obvious reason to wonder if someone could possibly be that stupid, even with her identity unknown to this Lancer. "Do you think any woman with the ability to stop that mark would take a chance about such a thing?" Clearly written in Caster's face and tone was her displeasure at having to state something so [i]completely obvious[/i].