early!
Rin tapped her face absently as her mind worked. She considered the chances. The probability of it all. The history that came along with it. The era's and the magic that would be needed to make such a feat happen. After all what there the odds? Well that was that Rin was trying to figure out. She supposed coincidence could explain it but Rin didn't like to believe in things like that.
But perhaps some genetics were stronger than others. Her own was fairly similar. She looked very much like her parents. As did her sister. But that was a very direct connection. Easily traceable. Not at all complicated. It didn't explain across time and cultures. To Rin, it seemed almost implausible. But as a magus wasn't that just a mystery that needed to be explained? Rin was young but that didn't mean she was stupid. Though, being here suddenly in Chaldea has certainly thrown an unexpected wrench in things it didn't mean Rin changed her goals overall. In fact, it helped her set her mind even more. So many wondrous and mysterious things in the world.
Rin waved absently as Gawain limped by with Mash. She inwardly smirked. The after effects of the chaos at the cafeteria was still apparent. She didn't particularly blame them for avoiding the infirmary. Nightingale was a bit scary. And it wasn't like the weren't going to heal. It would just take a bit longer. Not that it had changed her mind in any way. Tapping her pen against the table, Rin tilted her head as she wrote out various equations. She had tried to work it out before but was rebuffed. It was possible they just didn't know. Or maybe they were actually right. But really...it was a bit ridiculous in her opinion. It was clear as day and yet everyone treated it like it was normal. Which in her very strong opinion it was NOT.
Sadly for Rin, she was having a losing streak in regards to spell work and overall problem working. While she had been doing well with Semaratis, learning about poisons and learning how to shape her excess magic properly it didn't seem to translate as well outside the classroom. Which made Rin very frustrated. Though she had noticed Berserker's note the next day which got her thinking. However, with this particular conundrum Rin was thinking of flying a white flag. In the grand scheme of things, it wasn't a big deal. Just something that nagged at her. Though she was doubtful she'd get a straight answer. It's not like Arthur had been super helpful.
Taking a breath, Rin decided to just go up and ask. She smiled widely and innocently as she handed Okita a bouquet of crystalline flowers that she had made earlier in the day as she slipped her hand into hers.
"..By any chance, did you have any descendants or relatives in England? Or France? Or anywhere else for that matter? Just because you and some others look A LOT alike..."
..in which Rin wonders why so many saber face.
Shortish chapter. I had a stressful day.
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