It had probably been a full week since all that stuff had happened. By “stuff,” Saber meant the whole thing Enkidu, and then giving the news to Shirou about her dating. The news had exploded through the house, and of course now that it was out in the open, Irisviel was more than thrilled to talk about the man who had “captured” Saber’s heart.
Captured? More like they had reached some strange wall. It was an uncomfortable feeling, like Saber was stuck with her feet in two different places. Part of her, who disliked Gilgamesh, did not care she might have insulted the man. That part was only bothered by using untruths to do so. Yet another part…
Another part of her, this strange new side she was slowly becoming acquainted with, was certain she would have felt guilty even if it was the truth. And even bemoaned the fact that Gilgamesh didn’t have any change in view of her. But then again, what had she been doing to make him change his view of her? All she had been doing was push him further and further away, acting disgusted or sometimes behaving in an almost borderline rude fashion near him.
What if… what if she tried, like, really, really tried to get along with him? What if she stopped antagonizing him and actually attempted to carry a decent conversation? They had done it a few times before, and Saber found them to interesting, at the least.
Frowning at the train of thought, she shook her head. Where did that thought come from? Curiosity? Perhaps. The man did strike her as unusual a few times, but not enough to actually change her opinion of him. But then again…
She had only been able to make assumptions of him based off of second hand information. She never once heard things from the horse’s mouth.
Perhaps then, she would need a change in strategy.