[A name holds power. Anyone in the company of fae would be wise to mind carefully what they do with theirs; a Servant who has been affected by their graces even more so. His answer is less roundabout than, again, honest to those who would decipher it. Though he cannot bring himself to offer his true name here and now, there are others who may know it - and he will not stop this Archer from seeking them if it is in his character to do so.]

I see.

[That's a mistaken conclusion. Diarmuid is only less generous with his friendship.]

Don't feel the need to keep comparing us, then. I'm not your Lancer, and I'd thank you not to become my Archer, either.

[Haha. Fuck you, Gilgamesh.]