MEME OVERFLOW

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[erbe]

[From here.]

Then what are you here for?

[She's just fishing for reason to toss him out.]

[knightofzilch]

[That's direct, especially coming from her. But he doesn't exactly give her a direct answer.]

I heard there was a good bakery in the area, and food is always better with company.

[In truth, he's curious, especially since she decided to look in on him. Makes him wonder who she truly is and what she's about.]

[erbe]

[The exasperation is clear on her face when he expresses that he intends to stay long enough to eat whatever is in the basket. Maybe she should just pick him up and toss him off her property like a sack of potatoes.

Why is he even interested? At least Emiya had the excuse of sharing the same school as her. Maybe he's projecting a grudge, or something.]

You don't have any actual friends?

[Clearly she's the more polite one if she let him continue on with his day after spying.]

[knightofzilch]

[He does but... His situation is complicated.]

I could ask the same of you.

[Though he's willing to bet this thing she doesn't want "help or hindrance" with has something to do with that.]

[erbe]

I don't, and that's exactly how it should stay.

[Blunt. Dropped hard like a hefty tome unceremoniously on a table.]

[knightofzilch]

[That is blunt, enough that it gives him pause. But rather than argue with her, pity her, or lecture her, he at least makes an attempt at understanding her.]

And why is that?

[erbe]

Does there have to be a reason?

[erbe]

[Previously on Emiya hates EMIYA...]

It's not exactly gawking. I laughed.

[swordbody]

I too, make a habit of laughing at conventionally attractive people

[erbe]

Yeah? You laugh at me?

[YOU LAUGH AT MIETTE?]

[swordbody]

Are you calling yourself attractive?

[erbe]

Of course I am. That was never in question.

[Oh come on, like she doesn't know how many stares she gets in schools or how many rumors pass around about her. Knowing is the whole point. It's one weapon in an arsenal.]

[swordbody]

I feel like I'm doomed whether I agree or not.

[ Although really, the answer is obvious here. ]

[erbe]

[From here.

Tohsaka starts drawing the water immediately for the shower. Making sure the temperature is perfect before peeling off her clothes and chucking the ripped and stained pieces in the trash. Everything is still so very tender, and she has to be careful with pulling the fabric away from the dry, scabbed wounds. Once she's bare she'll carefully remove the ribbons from her hair.

But she'll sit on the tub edge while waiting for Lancer.]

[clochafarmore]

[ He's back in a few minutes with some folded pajamas. He peeks through the door and then slips inside, setting the clean clothing to one side. For a few moments he simply stares at her, a little grin teasing at his features. ]

So, you want some help with your bathing, huh?

[ Cu gonna Cu. ]

[erbe]

My wounds have made it difficult for me to stand for long or raise my hands too far over my head. Would you?

[Oh, that's uncharacteristically generous. She usually doesn't ask, but instead commands.]

[clochafarmore]

[ Oh, she's feeling nice tonight. He's fine with that. He lifts his shoulders in a shrug. ]

I don't usually do the whole nurse thing, but I think I can make an exception for you.

[ As if he would walk away. Getting out of his clothing is a breeze and he steps over to the tub and the rush of warm water and steps inside, reaching down to take her by the waist and lift her in after. ]

C'mere.

[erbe]

[O-oh. She didn't expect to be lifted so suddenly. The water is perfect on her regular skin, but on the raw and newly formed flesh from that rapid healing it stings a little.]

J-just wash my hair and make sure I don't faint.

[clochafarmore]

Got it, got it.

[ He murmurs. The water spatters off of him and drains onto the floor. His focus i on her, though. And he's being surprisingly gentle about it, brow furrowed in concentration as he starts massaging shampoo into her hair, supporting her with with the frame of his body. ]

[personalprotection]

[Continued from here.]

Why does that matter? Are you going to call me a hypocrite if I say I do?

[erbe]

I'd actually dare you to prove it. An old man like you probably can't generate any "thirst".

[personalprotection]

[He feels like he's being manipulated, but he sends a pic amounting to this.]

[erbe]

[She most certainly was goading him into it, but she did not expect what she got. Is he really hiding all those muscles under his clothes?!]

I see. Your performance is above expectations.

[personalprotection]

Is that your way of saying I generated 'thirst' in you?

[erbe]

What does it matter if you think it's "beneath [me]" ?