[Waver had been doing his best to balance 'working' and 'trying not to work oneself to death'. The latter was something of a difficult concept for someone that was used to working absurdly late nights or just constantly until whatever he needed to accomplish was done.]
[But of course Diarmuid had convinced him to at least attempt not to get hopelessly lost in whatever tasks he'd set for himself. Pressing a hand to his face as though that would force back exhaustion, the ponytailed magus stepped out of the laboratory with a yawn and started to walk in the direction of the cafeteria.]
[...At which point he very nearly walked headlong into what looked like an unfamiliar Servant in full armor. One hand went to the sunglasses on his head to make sure they weren't about to fall off, Waver hesitating before managing to determine an actual response.]
Sorry--I must have been distracted. [His right hand went to his jacket pocket, hiding his Command Spells just in case whoever this was happened to be less than friendly.]
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[But of course Diarmuid had convinced him to at least attempt not to get hopelessly lost in whatever tasks he'd set for himself. Pressing a hand to his face as though that would force back exhaustion, the ponytailed magus stepped out of the laboratory with a yawn and started to walk in the direction of the cafeteria.]
[...At which point he very nearly walked headlong into what looked like an unfamiliar Servant in full armor. One hand went to the sunglasses on his head to make sure they weren't about to fall off, Waver hesitating before managing to determine an actual response.]
Sorry--I must have been distracted. [His right hand went to his jacket pocket, hiding his Command Spells just in case whoever this was happened to be less than friendly.]