[Diarmuid looks thoughtful for a moment and then laughs.]
To be honest, this world is much like my own. At least, the way mine was when I first lived in it. Things have changed since then...
[And if that is a little confusing, what he says next should clear it up.]
You are from the Holy Grail War, then? I am Lancer.
[He can't help but be surprised by how calm the other Servant is. Aren't Berserkers suppose to be out of control madmen? And yet, that does not seem to be the case here with this one or the one from his own war...]
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[Diarmuid looks thoughtful for a moment and then laughs.]
To be honest, this world is much like my own. At least, the way mine was when I first lived in it. Things have changed since then...
[And if that is a little confusing, what he says next should clear it up.]
You are from the Holy Grail War, then? I am Lancer.
[He can't help but be surprised by how calm the other Servant is. Aren't Berserkers suppose to be out of control madmen? And yet, that does not seem to be the case here with this one or the one from his own war...]