[noonish | shelter hallways]
[The announcement of Christmas dinner this morning was a welcome one to hear after Saber realized how many days had passed her by. Not that she'd really been asleep and not eating anything for days, the feeling is all really in her head. But does she ever need an excuse to decimate a table of food?
Nope, never. Which brings her skippingtrotting down to the dining hall promptly around midday...]