The banter between these two is honestly some of the best in the series. I definitely love how Waver goes from a scaredy cat one second to full on confrontational when it comes to silly things and Rider just sits there arguing back.
“Her sword shines, a dream that all warriors scattered in battle, past, present, and future, behold and mournfully exalt as their final moments approach. She carries their will as her pride, bidding them to remain steadfast in their loyalty. Now, the Undefeated King sings aloud the name of the miracle she holds in her hands. Its name is…”
I ate with you, and slept with you – your body has become not yours only, nor left my body mine only, You give me the pleasure of your eyes, face, flesh, as we pass – you take of my beard, breast, hands, in return, I am not to speak to you– I am to think of you when I sit alone, or wake at night alone, I am to wait – I do not doubt I am to meet you again, I am to see to it that I do not lose you. “To a Stranger” - Walt Whitman
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