England's smirk softened and he nodded to her. He liked her, loved her, even, as much as a country could love his citizen. She was smart, genuine, and, most of all, loyal. Saber's devotion resonated from her every pore, and that was how she returned his love. He wished that he had known her in his world. Or, rather, that they had both been from the same universe.

"Would you like to join me in afternoon tea?" he asked, feeling bold. England wanted to learn more about her, as a person.