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W1 POST EXECUTION

[commedia]

[Well, well, well, if it isn't White! Douman is in the kitchen, looking like they're...simply drinking a glass of water? They blink as they see White.]

Hm? Need something?

[enfangs]

[immediately—]

Am I not allowed to eat food? Huh?

[commedia]

...Eh?

[Just looks at him like he's grown another head.]

No, I was going to ask if I could get it for you? Bitch?

[enfangs]

... Oh.

[well

he just kind of deflates now because he wasn't expecting that.]

[commedia]

...

[Douman just finishes off their water with a huff.]

So? What do you want?

[enfangs]

[he scratches back of his neck.]

Well, I'm just here for the vending machine...

[commedia]

[An awkward look at the vending machine.]

Ah. Well, get what you need, then. [A beat.] What do you usually get?

[enfangs]

Uh... well, it depends on my mood, I guess. Kind of nice being able to just get whatever I want.

[commedia]

Ah, the wonders of freedom! You have a point.

I usually just get the things I'm familiar with. Though all these...things you call "potato chips" are nice, too.

[enfangs]

Good taste, but... [squints at him] Wow. Not exactly what I was expecting from you.

[commedia]

...

What the fuck does that mean?

[enfangs]

Well, y'know... not really what people associate with priests! Why are you looking at me like I said something weird!?

[commedia]

What the hell do people associate with priests? What do you think we eat?

[enfangs]

I-I don't know, bread and plants or something?

[commedia]

[Just. Stares at him. Like...really. Really.]

[enfangs]

What!?

[commedia]

...Plants and bread. You make it sound as if priests are lowly animals.

[enfangs]

I don't know, okay!? Maybe there's some Buddhist code against eating meat or junk food or whatever!

[commedia]

Oh, I eat meat all the time. I love meat.

[Smiling with...very sharp teeth.]

[enfangs]

[your sharp teeth don't scare him clown he has those too]

Okay, but junk food seems like an outlier! I'm not weird for thinking that!

[commedia]

Are you going to tell me to stop eating junk food? My, my, who passed away and made you king of junk food?

[enfangs]

I didn't say that! I just said it was surprising!!

[commedia]

[A huff.]

Well...honestly, I've never had junk food before coming here, so...maybe it is surprising.

[enfangs]

See! You've been missing out, then.

[commedia]

...They didn't have potato chips in my day. And the Throne of Heroes hardly has a vending machine. I'm learning new things all the time...

[enfangs]

Well, now you can take back that knowledge with you! Or something.

[commedia]

Ahaha. I can't. My memories would be erased when I returned.

[enfangs]

... Huh?

[commedia]

I am not human. When my time as Servant is done, my memories shall be erased, and I will return to the Throne of Heroes until I am summoned again.

[enfangs]

Hey, what the fuck?

[commedia]

What do you mean, "what the fuck", I just told you what I have to deal with, bitch.

[enfangs]

Yeah, and it sounded pretty friggin' weird!

[commedia]

That's what I am! That's what my status is, as a Servant, you know! Come on!

[enfangs]

Why do you have to lose your memories, though!? Don't just sound so chill with that??

[commedia]

This is the state of a Servant. We are akin to summons or familiars. We are nothing more than ghosts made to play on a field.

There are cases where memories are kept between summons, but...

[enfangs]

Well, this is just fucking depressing. What the hell are you even here for, then?

[commedia]

My wish is...to be the best Servant I can be, for my Master. That is where my happiness lies.

[enfangs]

You agreed to this for that?

[commedia]

Yes, I did. Its rather complicated, but...

This also offers me a second chance at life, as well.

[enfangs]

So you can't exist otherwise or some shit?

[commedia]

Yes. I am like a ghost, if you want to think of it that way.