[ It's supposedly an honor, to be recognized even in death as a Heroic Spirit worthy enough to be given a chance to battle other Heroes, to have the opportunities to beget glories that they never attained in life, or remedy the actions of their past. Lancer supposes that the former comes close to something he's interested in, but the rest of it doesn't belong within his purview: he doesn't regret what he had, and he doesn't have any particular desire to change the course of his already-lived life.
Lien, though. His new, very young Master; her silence and her contemplation is something he's aware of. ]
It's something you'd at least be willing to kill for. [ If she had any illusions about what this is going to entail...well. He says this as simply as if he's commenting on the weather, which is comforting. ] But that sounds about right. Anything ring a bell?
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Lien, though. His new, very young Master; her silence and her contemplation is something he's aware of. ]
It's something you'd at least be willing to kill for. [ If she had any illusions about what this is going to entail...well. He says this as simply as if he's commenting on the weather, which is comforting. ] But that sounds about right. Anything ring a bell?