She stared at the clothes with her mouth hanging open, the clothes that had originally been a gift from Rin, that she'd worn through the Fifth Grail War. Arturia let a small smile cross her lips, let some fondness come
Yes, even if corrupted, she knew this other self was still her deep down in there if she was willing to protect some semblance of pride.
"Thank you," she said and, not being ashamed of her body at all, dismissed that ridiculous dress, stood, and began to remove the body suit this place had put her in. At least she could start feeling like herself again in some form.
The entire time she changed she continued talking:
"At least you have an identity to protect. I've been at a loss of what to even call myself. I was not brought here as a Servant so 'Saber' does not fit and I have no right to 'Pendragon' any longer. It's maddening."
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Yes, even if corrupted, she knew this other self was still her deep down in there if she was willing to protect some semblance of pride.
"Thank you," she said and, not being ashamed of her body at all, dismissed that ridiculous dress, stood, and began to remove the body suit this place had put her in. At least she could start feeling like herself again in some form.
The entire time she changed she continued talking:
"At least you have an identity to protect. I've been at a loss of what to even call myself. I was not brought here as a Servant so 'Saber' does not fit and I have no right to 'Pendragon' any longer. It's maddening."