[ saber's expression shifted from curiosity to a pleased smile at the sight of her friend. her mouth curls into a proud smile as she steps in, doing a bit of a spin while she closes the gap to the counter. ]

Pardon me for the wait! But am I not worth it? [ the boastfulness fades, smile becoming something more wan, even as she steps closer into caster's personal space. her voice smooths—becomes less boisterous, more a sort of teasing imperiousness. as if she's challenging her. ] ​

... Though as much as I enjoy our talks... [ her fingertips glide up caster's forearms, the ruby and white gold ring on her finger glinting, ] that is hardly why you invited me, is it? Shall we go downstairs?