[He had just neatly draped his shirt onto the nearest chair when Ishtar comes zooming back, and before Sanson could complain that no, that wasn't what he pointed at, she just...drops the unicorn over him.]
What th -
[For some reason that even he can't explain, he manages to catch the unicorn floaty by the handles before it falls to his feet. Assassin reflexes? Maybe.
But in any case he's standing there in a unicorn inner tube looking positively ridiculous and outraged. He simmers for a second before saying resignedly:]
...So long as you keep your promise not to steal all the toys from the younger Servants.
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What th -
[For some reason that even he can't explain, he manages to catch the unicorn floaty by the handles before it falls to his feet. Assassin reflexes? Maybe.
But in any case he's standing there in a unicorn inner tube looking positively ridiculous and outraged. He simmers for a second before saying resignedly:]
...So long as you keep your promise not to steal all the toys from the younger Servants.