[ Saber stands as well, brushing the soil off her skirt as she does. Becoming a Master is a significant responsibility, and if being a Master in Magilou's world is that much like being one in Saber's, then Magilou should know the weight of her offer. Even if the need never comes to pass, Magilou's readiness for it -- sandwiched in jokes as it is -- is a soft touch to Saber's heart. ]

I will keep that in mind. Magilou, I know you would make a fine Master.

[ She hasn't seen the full extent of Magilou's magical ability, but to Saber, the talent of her Master isn't nearly as important as his or her character. Her most efficient Master trampled on her heart; her most incomptent Master nursed it to health. She can obtain victory no matter who she serves, but all the better if it's a Master she can be proud of. ]

I am interested in hearing more about the spirits of your world. Have you contracted with many of them?