[He tore his gaze away, unable to look his Servant in the eyes after the harrowing battle with Caster and the fragmented scraps of dreams that could only be the result of their odd, magical connection. Waver almost felt ashamed, because he knew far more than a young man should and yet understood so little.
And, there was little that he could actually do.
Rider would note that they were nearing a staircase set into the sheer cliffs that dropped from the street into the sea. At the bottom was a narrow strip of sand-- something like a beach. They weren't alone either, as there was a gaggle of teenagers skipping school and a couple of disapproving old fisherman minding their lines over some drinks and quiet conversation.]
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Well. That's what we're doing.
[He tore his gaze away, unable to look his Servant in the eyes after the harrowing battle with Caster and the fragmented scraps of dreams that could only be the result of their odd, magical connection. Waver almost felt ashamed, because he knew far more than a young man should and yet understood so little.
And, there was little that he could actually do.
Rider would note that they were nearing a staircase set into the sheer cliffs that dropped from the street into the sea. At the bottom was a narrow strip of sand-- something like a beach. They weren't alone either, as there was a gaggle of teenagers skipping school and a couple of disapproving old fisherman minding their lines over some drinks and quiet conversation.]