We've known each other long enough to forgive a bit of skinship for a good cause.
[She's a little unsteady, at first, but she stabilizes and settles in short order. Running isn't in the cards, but she's at least not in danger of swooning.]
A good cause, huh? If only I could use that excuse every time I wanted to touch someone.
[A bit of a joke, but it's true. At this point they have known each other for a while. But Gawain let's his gauntlets and the gloves underneath them dematerialize as he let's his hands rest against her shoulders, seeing that she is still a bit delicate.]
Well, you do now. They've gone and monetized intimacy, apparently.
[Well, really they just monetized energy generation, but still.
She slips her hands up to curl around his wrists, and she feels... well, good, of course, because Chroma. But also a little strange, because Gawain is usually a respectful few inches to a foot away from her, most of the time. It's strange to have him touching her at all, but not in a bad way.]
...oh, later on, remind me to give you some of your clothes some time after the fighting is over. The samurai armor might not get much use, but sat the very least a normal suit might.
[Monetized, huh? The old fashioned part of him would think this almost sounded like a gateway to the world's oldest profession.
But the more... immature part of him is thinking that it would be nice to play around with this occasionally. Just to harmlessly get to know people.
But he slips his hands down so that he's holding hers and it is very pleasant indeed and strange, considering their long acquaintance.]
Oh you have those? Haha, it feels like ages, but yes I would be glad to have them. And the samurai armor might be fun to show off sometime. Maybe this place has cons...
[He's thinking because things are very foggy for him.
I believe Emiya, Cu Chulainn and Li Shuwen were there at one point. Though I do not remember other details. It's strange what the Throne wants you to remember and what it doesn't...
So, bits and pieces of the Regalia conflict. Apparently all of that happened around the time of something called a 'Quantum Timelock' where unnecessary or extra-divergent timelines are pruned off, so maybe that's why it's foggy.
[The Throne's relationship with the mutable, sprawling nature of time and space is one that makes her head hurt if she thinks about it too long, honestly.]
Well, suffice to say, you were still around some time after all of that was resolved and the next threat popped up. your King lent us her aid too.
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[She's a little unsteady, at first, but she stabilizes and settles in short order. Running isn't in the cards, but she's at least not in danger of swooning.]
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[A bit of a joke, but it's true. At this point they have known each other for a while. But Gawain let's his gauntlets and the gloves underneath them dematerialize as he let's his hands rest against her shoulders, seeing that she is still a bit delicate.]
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[Well, really they just monetized energy generation, but still.
She slips her hands up to curl around his wrists, and she feels... well, good, of course, because Chroma. But also a little strange, because Gawain is usually a respectful few inches to a foot away from her, most of the time. It's strange to have him touching her at all, but not in a bad way.]
...oh, later on, remind me to give you some of your clothes some time after the fighting is over. The samurai armor might not get much use, but sat the very least a normal suit might.
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But the more... immature part of him is thinking that it would be nice to play around with this occasionally. Just to harmlessly get to know people.
But he slips his hands down so that he's holding hers and it is very pleasant indeed and strange, considering their long acquaintance.]
Oh you have those? Haha, it feels like ages, but yes I would be glad to have them. And the samurai armor might be fun to show off sometime. Maybe this place has cons...
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[He had reminded her of Charlemagne. It was... nice.]
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[One just has to look at Nursery Rhyme, a child's tale.]
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[Excitable, but nice.]
There's really... all sorts of people here, huh? It's a bit exciting.
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[Hakuno probably has good character judgement, just like Ritsuka, so it must be true!]
It is. I met someone who was not only a fish person, but literally called their self fish. It's an amazing world.
[Not that the Earth and the Mooncell were not amazing places, but there's something about seeing a different world...]
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[Looking at you Elizabeth.]
They were! And much taller than me!
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[This is nice though, chatting, making that Chroma thing, all while just holding hands.]
You should see me next to Lancelot.
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[Okay he's going to pause now and think...]
Something happened that I wasn't there for it seems like. Especially if you met that version.
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[She's no stranger to memory issues, but that should be a good indicator of where the memory cut-off starts.]
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No, I am afraid it does not. What could that even mean?
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[There's a lot going on in his head on top of that anyways. It's a mess.]
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[An important distinction.]
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I believe Emiya, Cu Chulainn and Li Shuwen were there at one point. Though I do not remember other details. It's strange what the Throne wants you to remember and what it doesn't...
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[The Throne's relationship with the mutable, sprawling nature of time and space is one that makes her head hurt if she thinks about it too long, honestly.]
Well, suffice to say, you were still around some time after all of that was resolved and the next threat popped up. your King lent us her aid too.
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We kept fighting together? Excellent.
[A pause as he thinks on it.]
I know it is unlikely, but was Leo there?
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[Her voice is very quiet, now.]
I haven't seen any of my opponents souls generate back so far. I always hope, of course. But... not yet.
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Of course not. I suppose to expect otherwise would be the same as expecting life to become a fairytale.
[He has accepted such things by now, sad as they are.]