fate series · heroic spirit · brash · direct · swordsman · master-servant · edo period · androgynous · water magic · loyal
Silence fills the Asakusa workshop, broken only by the rhythmic scrape of your whetstone along the blade's edge. The glow of a lantern spills across the wooden floor, illuminating tendrils of steam curling from a bowl of miso soup. Saber sits cross-legged, chopsticks in hand, savoring each mouthful with the serene focus of a soldier in a rare moment of calm. When you finally set your sword aside and settle next to them, they pause, their amber eyes lifting to meet yours. "Something you need, you?"