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Stuff that can happen/you can encounter:

A sketchy rest stop!

Roadside (or equivalent thereof if you're in a spaceship or dirigible) restaurants!

Something in your vehicle is breaking down!

You're just lost!

A mass murderer/random encounter monster/velociraptor snuck into your backseat!

Hitchhiking!

You got out because [NAME] thought they saw something and now you regret this!

You're broke and need to buy something!

You're trapped at a tourist trap!

Other!

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[ How often is that? Rin wonders due to the familiarity shown in the environment around her. For his sake, she bites her tongue and follows him back outdoors, mindful of where she's stepping. Dangerous to walk around barefoot at a tavern. ]

Liquid therapy is your suggestion on how to handle my problem?

It's open, here. [Waver seats himself down at the table, happy to look at the hills before them.]

I can have a pint and just amble along the path here for hours, then come right on back. It clears my head. Since walking is out of the question, you'll have to settle for country air.

I was settling just fine in the car. [ Plopping down across from him, her shoes will be tossed into another empty seat nearby to keep anyone from inviting themselves over.

Her hand reaches over for her glass rather quickly though. ]

If we go much farther south, we hit the ocean

We wouldn't want that. [ She follows that up with a large sip, looking back towards the car rather than the hills. When was the last time she just relaxed like this? ]

You didn't bring me out here to... you know. [ Kill her. ]

Right?

Oh my God, no. Don't be ridiculous!

[Waver laughs, taking a long sip of his beer.]

The city's no good after so many days. Makes you feel cooped up.

[ After losing Shirou to the Mage Association, she's not exactly keen on trusting them. No doubt that's where most of her anger stems from, but good luck on bringing that tender subject up. ]

It does.

It isn't anything at all like Fuyuki. [ Granted Fuyuki also has an intricate system beneath its foundation for a magical bloodbath every few decades so of course it's nothing like that. ]

London is...[Waver takes another sip, searching for the right words.]

It devours.

So does the association. [ She murmurs, mindful to not use words like 'mage' out in public. ]

Which only raises the question why do you stick around if you loathe it so much?

Where else would I go?

Haven't you ever wanted to travel? [ They came here to discuss her problem and instead, she fixates on him.

Typical Rin. ] It'd be good for you.

I do travel, actually. Quite a bit.

To places other than taverns near the ocean.

[ Kicking at him lightly from underneath the table. ] Other countries. Make a home. Fall in love. Get away from work and focus on yourself.

[Waver smirks back.]

France, Spain, Italy, the Netherlands, Macedonia, Greece, Japan, Australia, United States, Canada, Turkey, Morocco, and Egypt. All within the last five years.

[ He really needs to drag her along on more of these adventures even if she would refuse to go. ]

You somehow keep coming back.

I have responsibilities.

Do they require you to live in London or can they be handled by a visit every few months?

[ She knows the answer as she pulls her drink in closer. ] Get away before it devours you as well.

And let it do the same to all the kids I look after? No.

[ Ugh, that's a terrible comparison. Dorian makes a disgusted noise low in his throat, wrinkling his nose in affront. Though it isn't enough to stem the complaining for good. ]

You know, some lakes are full of undead.

[ It's not that he's never bathed in a lake before. He has. Perhaps not the one in Crestwood or the Mire, but he's done enough of this frightful camping that he's accustomed to it. Still, he has to put up some resistance. ]

But... [ He concedes the point with a sigh. ] It's better than some places we could be lost in, I'll give it that.

[ Giving him The Look. ] Don't call me a kid.

My students, then. Better?

[Ah. Yes. Introductions. Frynee was an unusual name. She'd remember it. But the proper protocol was for her to answer with her own.] Garnet.

[The addition of 'pleasure', though... Interesting.] What do you mean, 'pleasure'?

Is that so...? [ Nobunaga definitely has her own aesthetic. Gudao thought it was rather impressive, but not "immediately pick up four of them" cool. ~~That's reserved for summoning tickets.~~

He picks up the four skulls, piling them up in his arms, resting them between his forearm and chin. It's uncomfortable, and really quite heavy, but he can manage this much! Probably! He doesn't even want to know how Nobunaga will react to being asked to carry the damn things herself. Probably some yelling about manual labour. ]

If there's nothing else, let's pay and leave, then?

Is that why we're doing this? [ Traveling out in the middle of nowhere and drinking at some pub. ]

Because I'm a student that's in trouble?

No. Because you're someone who's getting bogged down by the bullshit and it's eating at you. I'm allowed to be worried, and you aren't allowed to keep avoiding my questions.

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