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"𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘢 𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘶𝘴𝘩, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘱𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘢 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘴𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘥

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"𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘢 𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘶𝘴𝘩, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘱𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘢 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘴𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘥. 𝘛𝘏𝘈𝘛 𝘏𝘰𝘭𝘺 𝘎𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘭 𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘦."

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Unlike Rin's ideals, Jalter does have a bit more emotion towards her master. While it's true it's pointless for her master to die in her stead, she would wish it was the other way at around one million times.

Jalter can't fathom the thought of leaving her master one day, and it'll be a time where no hate can overpower the emotion she'll be feeling in the moment.

Jalter's hair can easily grow longer, but due to battle reasons, it's kept short.

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Fate Route: 4th Day - Before noon/Avenger (I) (B) -> 4th Day/No concern for safety (B)

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Fate Route: 4th Day - Before noon/Avenger (B)

Jalter stared.

Staring at the wall. She was back home now...but why did she feel so tense? Was it because of all of the talks lately? With Rin explaining a whole lot to Emiya...it made her learn more as well.

If given the chance, would her own master be able to save her...even if she wouldn't be killed technically?

She didn't want to think about it. She was sure he harbored no positive feelings towards her at all. It was very much clear, unlike Jalter who kept everything in a bubble, with (Y/N)...there was no feelings to be had clearly.

The rain outside made it a good time to be inside, and right when the both got home that's when it started raining.

Jalter can't physically remember the last time she saw rain...and if she did...it probably wasn't in the best of all context.

But for now, it was time to go out there. For Jalter, she just wanted to feel...something. Anything.

As she headed out there, and onto the front porch, it seemed like (Y/N) was already there. Standing, as he watched the rain fall down.

He was standing there naturally.

A space filled with gloom, the sunlight could not shine here, and the dark gray clouds make it as if (Y/N) and the rain belonged as one.

His posture, his arms crossed and his eyes narrowed. Jalter knew this position...sort of. To her, it could only be for when her Master is in serious deep thought.

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