Continued @tzarov
Perhaps she should have counted herself fortunate that Ivan was ever the hospitable tyrant, or at the very least didn’t regard her with much hostility. She could chalk that up with him having already made contact with Chaldea, however there were so many questions she had little answers to that it all blurred together in a haze of irritation. The fact that his face was nigh unreadable didn’t help matters.
“I want answers. You can think of it as an interrogation if you want or an interview. It doesn’t matter to me.”
A gesture of the hand and a cross of the legs was all she allowed herself to adjust as she spoke. She certainly didn’t want to waver in the face of a Servant contracted to her subordinate, but sheer amount of unknowns in front of her piled with the Rider’s imperious presence gave her the slightest of pauses.
“For starters, just what sort of Servant are you? Servants can change based on manifestation and classes, but with everything I know about Ivan Grozny from history, it almost feels like you’re a different figure altogether.”
