[She could see it. A little more, coming together. Another piece, and another. She doesn't know what Saber could have, or would have told him. Then again, Saber, Caren well knew, would not let her jaws be pried open for anything if she did not will it.
And with the golden archer, she would be far less likely to speak. It's good to know that even in a different world and different timelines...some people were so predictable.]
Heh.
[She doesn't leave his arms. But she considers him, with her arms folded across her chest.]
You speak as if I were a school girl, pining for my beloved. I'm almost insulted.
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And with the golden archer, she would be far less likely to speak. It's good to know that even in a different world and different timelines...some people were so predictable.]
Heh.
[She doesn't leave his arms. But she considers him, with her arms folded across her chest.]
You speak as if I were a school girl, pining for my beloved. I'm almost insulted.