[h2]Saber[/h2]

At her Master's apology, the black-haired girl raised one hand, attempting to explain... but it lowered, her cheeks still rather flushed with embarrassment. No... Ah, why was she so weak against compliments? Unless it was on her combat prowess, it never ceased to be embarrassing. The words of the noble women, of the lords, they had always sunk into her heart and made her redden and fall silent. If only, perhaps, that had been the worst of it. If all that had come of her lord's words was embarrassment.

Saber shook her head. Now was not the time for such thoughts, to dwell on such sad memories. Now she had to focus on the defense of her Master.

Her silent procession behind Mira was unbroken as they steadily headed through the forest around the mansion. As her eyes drifted from tree to tree, then to her Master, the black-haired swordswoman wondered exactly what her Master was thinking. Even as they walked, the other girl seemed almost... starstruck? As if she had never seen such a sight before. Naturally, neither had Saber, but the Grail imparted her with all the knowledge necessary. Certainly, seeing the artifice of human advancement was somewhat dazzling, but the Servant was finding herself less impressed then her Master was. Was Mira perhaps sheltered? Regardless of the explanation, there was little more time to focus on such things.

As they walked, Saber's attention swiftly returned to their surroundings. She had to ensure that there was no chance her Master would be harmed.

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[h2]Estelle Varianbec, Master of Rider[/h2]

Ah, this feeling...!

Liberation. To be in the open air, the wind rushing through her silver hair, the sensation of being faster then anything else... for this moment, it felt like freedom. Her maids couldn't tell her what to do up here!  They were so bossy, sometimes, even if she didn't dislike having them around and they helped out with a lot of things... still, up here, beside her Rider... it was such a feeling that she had never felt before.

The small girl couldn't stop herself from experiencing a pang of disappointment as the ride ended and the chariot alighted upon a rooftop near the Church, outside of neutral ground, just distant enough to ensure that they would be able to attack anyone who approached the Church or left it. Reminding herself of why they were here, the tiny girl nodded to herself firmly and leaned over the side of the Chariot to get a good view of anyone approaching the area...

... What was that? Two girls dressed in black, one resembling a witch, the other with such long, flowing black hair...

"... Rider... what do you think of those two?" 

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