[ saber's eyes widen a bit. it is not the first time she's come face to face with someone who looks eerily similar to herself in this place, but it's strange that it might happen again.
the face is the same, by and large. a bit sharper, eyes not quite the same shape, but—it's uncanny.
really, though, this girl strikes her as more of a mirror to artoria, even if this timidness would be a surprise from the king of knights. ]
I know I am quite the sight to behold, but... [ maybe joking isn't the right tactic here, actually. saber pauses, tries to think. her voice softens a touch when she speaks up again, stepping a bit closer. it's clear that something has the poor girl spooked. ] It is all right. If it helps, I hardly understand this either. What do I call you?
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the face is the same, by and large. a bit sharper, eyes not quite the same shape, but—it's uncanny.
really, though, this girl strikes her as more of a mirror to artoria, even if this timidness would be a surprise from the king of knights. ]
I know I am quite the sight to behold, but... [ maybe joking isn't the right tactic here, actually. saber pauses, tries to think. her voice softens a touch when she speaks up again, stepping a bit closer. it's clear that something has the poor girl spooked. ] It is all right. If it helps, I hardly understand this either. What do I call you?