Been a while since I've done one of these, but alright, here we go.
The warrior king of Sparta nods, his face stony as he thinks. As he watches the corridor as an unflinching sentinel, a full head taller than Roman, the doctor cannot help but feel relief that the first Servant he found was a man with all the wisdom of Greece in his veins, a great man of Sparta who held off the Persians at Thermopylae and unified the city-states with his sacrifice.
Ah yes, the wisdom of Greece, all of that trigonometry bouncing around the confines of his skull
"Hmm… Unfortunately, Dr. Roman, I died young while my son was still a boy."
That's still a better track record than most, some dads (especially in your time) just leave their kids to starve.
"And, more saliently, I had a son. I have little experience with girls besides 'did you sacrifice a goat on their birthday and bequeath them to a house of proper standing?'."
All important things to note for any daughter. I'll have to remember to prepare my goat for my possible-future daughter's
Quinceañera.
"I wish you well, Dr. Roman! May you find your answers! I will sacrifice a goat to the gods and pray for your success!"
This man really likes killing goats, doesn't he? Then again, Roman's Jewish, so it's probably all right.
Remember what God does to people who think lewd things about Joan of Arc.
...Please tell me Jalter doesn't count.
Jeanne maintains eye contact with him as she frowns and leans forward more good God she's close and wearing a sleeveless blouse and a frilly skirt and the buttons are - THE GIRL IS LIKE EIGHTEEN ARE YOU TESTING ME SATAN.
Last I heard, the Prince of Hell was busy with this old guy named Job, so his son is likely substituting for today.
Merlin: *Rubbing his hands together as numerous Nyeheheheheh's fall out of his mouth* "Yes, yes! Embrace your lusts, Solomon, I will lead you back to the Harem Path, the one true way and light which you forsook!
Leonidas says empathetically, still manning his post, pointedly with his eyes looking in the other direction.
Good man, both in his decision making and in his morality. After all his wife wouldn't be happy to see him eyeing another woman.
Gorgo: "I trust that you have not been making light of our marriage, Husband?"
Leonidas: *Snorts* "Of course not, I have no death wish, both in
and out of battle."
"Though.. Why Mashu? Wouldn't a more proper name like Marche be more, well… proper?"
I'm sorry Jeanne, but ever since Final Fantasy Tactics Advance I just don't think that sort of name would suit a girl... even if it's short for Marche-mellow.
"Oh, it is a small matter, I just had laundry! It took me some time to find this place; Saber said to follow the signs but the Lord left none!"
Oh, right, Jeanne can't read. Bless her, she tries, but she's illiterate.
...You know, I think that's a situation that should
probably be rectified in the near future. It's not like it would be particularly
difficult, considering she speaks the language and she's an adult instead of a elementary school kid.
Jeanne blinks. Her expression softens. She smiles and sets her flag aside, spreading her arms wide. "Then come, lost lamb, and confess into my breasts."
I knew it! I knew she had a lewd side! She wouldn't have specified the plurality of such if she were truly being compassionate!
Jeanne tilts her head. "I don't get it. What's cleavage?"
Oh no you don't, I'm on to your little game! Besides, the Grail grants basic knowledge, doesn't it? I'm fairly sure "Cleavage=A Woman's Bust" is more
common information than a particular fact in mineralogy related to that same word.