"I'm glad to hear that," Assassin said, tucking her long hair behind her ear and trying to position herself with that elegant poise Olivia so easily showed. She immediately deflated when Lykaios mentioned her name.
"Oh yes, she left a short while ago. She said she was going to go to the church to speak with the Mediator," she answered, looking away. After a short pause, she turned and tried to appear nonchalant.
"Master...what do you think of her?" she asked.
"It was nothing. Just...a dream," Archer said, avoiding his gaze. They approached the church and entered, but...
"The Mediator isn't here?" Archer wondered. She suddenly noticed that there was one person sitting in a pew at the front, staring up intently at the statue of the virgin Mary.
"Are you here to pray?" she whispered in a soft, angel-like voice. Her eyes, fixed on the statue, did not turn to view the guests, as though only mildly interested in their presence. Archer stared at her, wondering what a girl like this was doing here. Of course, it wouldn't be unexpected to see people praying at a church, but..
"Fine fine," Saber said, waving him off as he rifled through the fridge before just deciding on cereal. He'd made it through a few spoonfulls before groaning.
"I think I'll take a stroll out," he said to no one in particular, dressing in his casual clothes and heading out the door.