“Your majesty! You’re here!”

Emotion overflowed within Gareth, her words and face denoting the relief she felt at meeting her King. Getting used to the other incarnations remained a complicated task and while she loved most of them dearly and would gladly fight for their lives, the familiar factions of the Arturia she knew were comforting.

The younger knight was fiddling with her hands and before realising, she was lifting the pastry to show it - as if presenting an offering of sorts. An offering in the form of a packaged muffin, on its most basic form: vanilla and chocolate chips. 

“I brought you something...”