[Her cheeks remain flushed, but... She smiles down at her disorganized pile of drawings, trying to neaten them into uniform stack. She could never mistake Saber for something that was just a dream. Just the sight of him, just the memory, filled her with a rush of emotion so strong that she nearly felt paralyzed with it.]
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[Her cheeks remain flushed, but... She smiles down at her disorganized pile of drawings, trying to neaten them into uniform stack. She could never mistake Saber for something that was just a dream. Just the sight of him, just the memory, filled her with a rush of emotion so strong that she nearly felt paralyzed with it.]