💛 💜 ❤️ || ❝exactly,❞ satori responds, a GENTLE exhale to slip between teeth. ❝i would much rather push forward and do what i must to adapt than to wallow in self pity, praying for a MIRACLE.❞ though, with a wrinkling of her nose, she’s come to think about her current situation and what it pertains. ❝would be nice to have been given a better WELCOME, though.❞
satori nods, a smile that could only be genuine offered in return. such a GALLANT woman! oh, for however much she loves her pets and their strange idiosyncrasies, satori would not deny that having one so ATTENTIVE as the blonde would have been nice. but just as quickly as that thought swims forth, she’d not forget what holds dear most. her loved ones … wherever they may be. and this, smile falters, a SHUDDERING breath taken in, before she nods, a dainty rest of her slim figure upon the bench.
❝oh-❞ before the soldier could completely take her leave, satori tugs at a sleeve. ❝please, do not hesitate to take something for YOURSELF, as well. if only our native currency has merit here, but i shall pay you back at the FIRST possible opportunity.❞
TROUBLESOME, perhaps, to owe favors, but she’s already made up her mind. better to do so than to take ADVANTAGE of another’s hospitality. in the meantime, even though she’s meant to rest and relax, her eyes seek out the area, only RETURNING to look back at her feet when the surrounding thoughts become far too much. there’s so many DAMN people in this city!
vexation she could relate to; her patience had been significantly reduced by the circumstances of such a sudden relocation, the interference with a War she had ample need to win. Far from alone were she to be; how many had been pulled from ongoing tasks of immense importance? Though contained, her ire remained, red with rage. For the time being, this woman’s condition far exceeded any gripes she might have with the powers that be. Shirou, if he were here, could manage until she were tended to and Saber tracked him down, reckless as he might be.
“You needn’t concern yourself with such matters. Seeing to your peace of mind is much more important than any fiscal cost. It shan’t take long to procure something, concentrate on what you need until I return”. From the woman’s side, she arose, taking toward the front desk that remained oddly unattended. Strange it were, she would refrain from complaining about the luck that they had ease traversing the building without detection thus far. If they be so lucky, that would continue for as long as Satori required. Rather than continue through the opening toward the staff-only sector, Saber took her leave of the building, unable to commit the offence of snatching the food earned by the members who governed the library and, travelled around to a store located a street away, by direction of the phone which had been on her person since entering the city’s domain.
FATE’s system inducing Servants with a basic understanding of the era into which they were summoned bypassed the hassle of learning the hard way how Spirale’s currency and its exchange worked, allowing her to depart the newsagent with a small paper bag and returning to the library in under a quarter-hour since leaving. Caution did she take in re-entering, not to be caught by the staff, should there be a policy against food and beverages. With stealth could she return to her waiting companion, albeit slower than she would have pleased, setting the bag atop the table, her sights aimed down the passage between shelves which she had arrived. “Perhaps this may suffice. The trip was beneficial in garnering more insight into the land, it seems very much like any ordinary city of the 21st Century, which makes how we arrived without intention all the stranger”.