England frowned momentarily. Not at Saber, but because of what she said. He had never fallen. He had been in great wars, but he had always stayed alive. This new information both intrigued and terrified him. It was like learning about the future, only he was learning about a new past.

He stayed where he was, wondering if they should find a bench or table to sit at. "May I ask what happened, Your Majesty?" he asked. Did he really want to know, though? England supposed it was alright, since it wasn't really about him, per se. The fact here was that Saber was carrying a heavy burden, and that troubled him.