[ it was still strange, hearing that when by her reckoning she had been fighting alongside him - or at least, a version of him - not even an hour before reading this. still, she smiled to see him, and to hear his words, although the expression was tinged with something humble, modest. ]

You honour me. But I am sure I do not need to remind you that we had other things to occupy our minds this night.

[ though, now she thought of it, Lancer's wording was strange. did this mean he had left the war not long after this battle? moreover-- ]

As a matter of fact, Lancer, I have yet to thank you for what you did to make that possible.