"I can do as I like," she snaps, but that snapping proves more than it belies -- one more outburst of sincerity through put-on reserve.

It's Saber, she thinks. Saber takes you off-guard. Pretend she's like anyone else.

"I am what I am, an Edelfelt," she explains, "and an Edelfelt is in everything the soul of elegance and composure. But we are far from meek. We are fighters first, and if the battle must be fought through acting, I will act! I joined the War not so I could hide behind my Servant, but so that I could create a world where no mage shall ever have to hide! But you say --" She frowns."You say I must do it through with my own feelings? Isn't acting all pretense?"