...I am not laughing.

[ because no--he doesn't find it funny that gil's turned into scatterable mana who can barely keep his shape and is in literal danger of falling apart.

'Eat the Rich' and 'Couldn't have happened to a better Capitalist' thoughts are pushed so far out of his head right now, he actually starts to pace.

...Circle?
His friend with his arms folded behind his back, trying to... settle his thoughts. ]

I have a friend in the city.
I am certain you know of him. Waver Velvet.
He has told me some stories of the existence of a 'Grail War' and the existence of 'Servants' much like his friend Lancer. ...Saber, rather. As he corrected me.

I also met and had quite a lengthy conversation with Alexander the Great from the same world.
I have no interest in War other than to study it--being in one isn't of interest to me. Nor is profit something I care about. You know that.[ he and his horde of treasures he won't sell to fucking anyone. ]

It is not a fond wish in my head at all to see you fall apart.

If something can be done for me to aid you here. [ ...please. tell him. do you know? does he have to contact waver? help him help you. ]