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I think if we don't crush them, we'll eventually just get summoned right back here. And, if I go back, then...

[... If she goes back, she'll have her records in the Moon Cell, and her very soul, deleted. That would be the end of her, permanently...]

Well, there's no point in thinking about that! I would never leave ahead of you, so there's no reason to think about such impossible things.

Aww... Well, I'll just keep trying to win you over, then!

I suppose it could work like that. The Drabwurld is my only experience of things like this, and it didn't quite work that way there.

[ Hermione would love to return to the Drabwurld - the world where she plans to die, sooner or later. Not that she plans on telling Caster that. ]

I don't think we have control over that, either, but I appreciate the sentiment.

[ And she'll ignore the rest! ]

We do have control over that, in fact. You have that control etched into your hand.

I don't think even a Command Spell would work against the Atroma.

What about Command Spells combined with the power of love!

[... honestly, by this point, she's probably just waiting for the straight man responses to these outbursts.]

But it's certainly possible. Command Spells used properly can step into the realm of true magic. At least, as long as our contract remains in effect, crossing time or worlds or anything of the sort shouldn't pose a problem.

I wonder if it really would work like that - if we'd still be connected, even if I did return to the Drabwurld.

[ Hermione ignores the outburst, thinking logically instead. ]

I never used any of Diarmuid's, and the one time I was given the power of a Command Spell I didn't really ask for anything like that.

It should. Baring special cases like a Noble Phantasm capable of undoing even high thaumaturgy, the only way it should be possible to end our contract is by use of all three Seals, or if one of us is killed. If returning to another world was all it took, all you'd need to end any contract and win the war would be to just trap one of a pair in a Reality Marble.

Ah, well. Diarmuid did... So that makes sense. It's why my contract with him wasn't active here.

[ She purses her lips, heart aching somewhat at the memory. It had hurt, knowing he'd been taken from her, but he'd come back; that was one part of the Drabwurld she had accepted. ]

It's far more complicated than I ever knew.

What did Diarmuid do?

[She sounds concerned now.]

Ah. He - um. He died.

... Oh.

[well now she just sounds awkward.]

Master, where are you right now?

[ Well, Tamamo had said it. The only way to break a contract... ]

The kitchen?

[She still tends to think of people not coming back after dying, okay. Diarmuid dying must have been awful for her, since she cared so much.

And that's why she's materializing near Hermione, waiting until Hermione notices her so she doesn't startle her, and then hugging her.]

[ Hermione isn't terribly shocked that Tamamo has come to find her, not after that revelation, and all she does is turn her body to slip her arms around her Servant. ]

It's fine. He did come back, you know.

He... came back?

[but dying is all diarmuid does]

Death wasn't... Simple in the Drabwurld. When you died for the first time you lost your shard, but you came back. After that... I'm not entirely sure what happened. I didn't meet many people that died twice.

[give him time, if anyone's gonna find out it's a lancer.]

Eh, but... Wasn't the shard a super-important thing that tied you to that world, you said?

It's what tied us to our world, like a tether. When it's gone we couldn't go home.

Ah... So he has to remain in the Drabwurld?

That's right. Our shard was what tied us to home, so without a shard it's impossible for us to get back.

I see... Well, from what I've heard, it sounds like many of you are happier there anyway, right?

Some of us were. Some of us really wanted to go home, but... It became home to me.

[ She rubs her fingers over her scars absently; she doesn't feel as though she can go home, to England. It doesn't feel right anymore. ]

[She nods.]

Well, home can be anywhere, right? What matters to a home is who's there, not where it is! If that's your home, then you'll find a way to get back to them.

That's right.

[ Hermione brightens, leaning into Caster gently. ]

You can come with me, if you want.

[Caster's thought about this before, since the last time they discussed this. Frankly, the situation is a mess to her. Her feelings for Hakuno, her feelings for Hermione, her fate in the Moon Cell... She doesn't know what to do, but...]

I would like that a lot. But... Are you sure it's okay? After all, then you'd have two Servants in love with you... I think that would get pretty troublesome.

[Can Hermione cope with the marriage shit from both Gilgamesh and Caster at the same time?]

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