[Falling back into silence with his hands in his pockets, it wasn't long before Waver's attention drifted once more. His entire world was really dead? It wasn't as if there was anyone he'd actively mourn for. No one had ever given a damn about Waver Velvet, just...]
[This was all wrong, wasn't it? Waver turned the small broken boar's tusk over and over in his hand, as if reminding himself it was still there. This wasn't the Lancer he'd summoned. None of this was the same, it wasn't right, it wasn't fair--!]
[Quietly, Waver brought up his free hand to rub at his eyes and hope Lancer didn't notice. Stupid Servant. He'd just worry, wouldn't he?]
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[This was all wrong, wasn't it? Waver turned the small broken boar's tusk over and over in his hand, as if reminding himself it was still there. This wasn't the Lancer he'd summoned. None of this was the same, it wasn't right, it wasn't fair--!]
[Quietly, Waver brought up his free hand to rub at his eyes and hope Lancer didn't notice. Stupid Servant. He'd just worry, wouldn't he?]