[That's why he picked them. They're not almonds but they're still fresh food.

He went quiet for a moment, poking back through his memory seeing a woman who Waver resembled. His mother. Her adamant warnings of keeping Waver far, far away from the world of Mages but his ambition leading him straight into it anyway.

Even to this day, that's how Waver was. Ever defiant of the expectations set onto him. But that memory would linger in his mind. If it wouldn't cause tension in this moment of calm under the stars, Diarmuid would mention it. It wasn't entirely relevant right now anyway. There wasn't harm in it.]

I see. I don't think I've heard you speak much of your family before. Those not here and waiting in the castle in our world, that is. [It didn't take much to see that the Ladies Irisviel, Ilyasviel and Maiya were family to Waver. Perhaps moreso than his actual family. He's led such a lonely life before them. After Lancer died, they were there for him. Before Lancer arrived in this world, he had people that regarded him as a brother. It was a relief.]