[Ah. So it was bad, huh? That look was enough for Bedivere to get how serious the situation was. Whoever the Master was, they were bad news. Bedivere would have to question Dazai to see if he wanted to avoid conflict entirely, or face them head-on.

(Dazai was right to assume Bedivere wouldn't want to kill a child, though. Even a child as crazy as Q.)]

Let's take the train, then. It's the middle of the day, our travels should be safe.

[Or so he assumed, at least. What he didn't know was that a certain Assassin was already trailing after them, presence concealed, gathering information on them. Assassin wouldn't strike for a couple days yet, but their secret involvement in the Grail War was no longer a secret.

Bedivere did like the train rides, though. Modern technology was still mystifying to him, and instead of getting absorbed in a phone or something he busied himself by watching the scenes of the city from the train window. This city really was beautiful. It was worth saving.

Once they reached their stop, they would see a crowd of people at the exit to the station itself. It looked like there was some kind of hold up ahead? But even if he was standing on his tippy-toes Bedivere couldn't quite see what it was.]

The path must be blocked, is there another way out of the station?