Jeanne thought she may have some sort of dark entity as a comrade now, and frankly, she couldn't be more correct. "You don't know her? Hmm. Must have been a new thing. You'll probably meet soon then," the Nexus asserted. He knew his daughter to be the Void's current representative due to Sakura, but apparently she hadn't been utilizing her connection to others for very long. Ah, perhaps the Dark Grail's creation was to blame for her chosen involvement.
For the first time in a thousand years, Charlemagne and Jeanne were on the same page. His understanding of Sakura's explanation was disturbingly easy, and she shared the opinion. That was sure to set him at ease after all those jabs at his self-esteem. "You learned a language that works on dragons? That's pretty awesome. I could have used that sort of thing on the wyvern I had to deal with a few months ago," he mused. Charlemagne remembered battling a dragon eons before as well, alongside Jeanne d'Arc even. Those were the days. "But yeah, everything in this world is ridiculous no matter how long I'm here."
Deciding to do things the more difficult way as both would prefer, Jeanne took hold of the Holy Grail and moved toward Charlemagne. In doing so, she banished her armor, at which point Charlemagne came to realize she was... far, far less reserved than ever before. By the time she sat next to him with an extended hand, he was pink in the face and looking away. Of course, he still reached for that hand to facilitate whatever sort of mana exchange this would be. Once upon a time, this sort of finger-lacing was something he considered slightly... lewd. After recent experiences, however... no. No, it still felt lewd somehow. Either way, he kept his right hand available to receive the grail and take a drink for himself. The Nexus took this time to look deep into the pair and... make a few things occur between them. "Woah! You guys could make a radical kid! This is gonna be awesome!"
For the first time in a thousand years, Charlemagne and Jeanne were on the same page. His understanding of Sakura's explanation was disturbingly easy, and she shared the opinion. That was sure to set him at ease after all those jabs at his self-esteem. "You learned a language that works on dragons? That's pretty awesome. I could have used that sort of thing on the wyvern I had to deal with a few months ago," he mused. Charlemagne remembered battling a dragon eons before as well, alongside Jeanne d'Arc even. Those were the days. "But yeah, everything in this world is ridiculous no matter how long I'm here."
Deciding to do things the more difficult way as both would prefer, Jeanne took hold of the Holy Grail and moved toward Charlemagne. In doing so, she banished her armor, at which point Charlemagne came to realize she was... far, far less reserved than ever before. By the time she sat next to him with an extended hand, he was pink in the face and looking away. Of course, he still reached for that hand to facilitate whatever sort of mana exchange this would be. Once upon a time, this sort of finger-lacing was something he considered slightly... lewd. After recent experiences, however... no. No, it still felt lewd somehow. Either way, he kept his right hand available to receive the grail and take a drink for himself. The Nexus took this time to look deep into the pair and... make a few things occur between them. "Woah! You guys could make a radical kid! This is gonna be awesome!"
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