⚔ 004; [RL with Issei]

[croibhristeoir]

[Lancer didn't like leaving his world; no, he liked it quite a bit. What he disliked was the fact that doing so took him away from his Master. From his duty as a Servant. Lancer had a vitally important purpose to fulfill in Fuyuki in 1994, one he could do in no other world or time

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[stripping]

...Hello.

[It was a testament to how unhappy Issei was that he barely twitched at Diarmuid's sudden appearance, merely looked up to confirm that it was him and then cast his eyes away again.]

[croibhristeoir]

Hello, Issei.

[What was he supposed to do? If Diarmuid knew how to console someone that lost their closest ally, his own life might've been far less painful.]

[stripping]

It's good to see you.

[croibhristeoir]

And the same to you, as always.

[stripping]

I'm not very good at conversation, I'm sorry.

[croibhristeoir]

It's alright. I just wished to provide you with some sort of distraction. Or at least ensure you wouldn't be alone.

[stripping]

I'm fine.

[croibhristeoir]

Are you sure?

[stripping]

Of course.

[Said most unconvincingly.]

[croibhristeoir]

...forgive me, but I don't think I believe you.

[stripping]

That's fine. I suppose I could use the company for a little while.

[croibhristeoir]

I can at least give you that much.

[stripping]

Thank you, Diarmuid.

[croibhristeoir]

It is the absolute least that I could do.

[stripping]

You'd be surprised how little could be done.

[croibhristeoir]

...I'm sorry.