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“Yeah, he’s not from the fifth war either though.” Cu laughed, scratching the back of his head. This Lancer seemed a bit uncomfortable. Perhaps he had only returned recently? Was the Grail still spitting out Servants, even now? Had they all come back yet?
A grin split his face at this, and he barked with laughter.
“Y’don’t say! I thought I could hear a bit of an accent in there! Small world, isn’t it? From whereabouts? Or what time period, I should ask.”
“Fifth? Am I in the fifth –”
Diarmuid blinked twice in confusion, rapidly then as if he were
trying to assess the situation. He just woke up there – what was
going on? Instead of finding his way, maybe he should have been
busy finding out why he was there..
He snapped out of his confusion and joined in the other Lancer's
laughter. Perhaps this whole mess brought one good – a brother!
“I thought I was mistaken at first. – You have to tell me now.
It was enough for me to tell you of my origins – Lancer.”
Despite having had found a man from the same motherland, he
was still cautious. Happy, but still..