Siegfried
This time around, progress seemed a bit slower. Instead of simply drawing runes in chalk, the magus took the time to chisel them into the walls of buildings, or the ground if the material of the building wasn't suitable. However, rather than making an expanding web, he created them more or less in a straight line, cutting across the city in an eastward direction. He hoped to create a band across the city that would be quicker to locate any who tripped it, and these improved runes were complex enough to detect the mass of mana that was a Servant, provided they were in physical form.
All the while, he felt the hatred surrounding him. I honestly wonder what caused the beast to hate so much in its life. This cannot be from interaction with me, not this much over this short time. I can understand hate, however. I'll hate it right back, just as I've channeled my hate toward those who have stood in my path before.
Lancer
The former Protector had to suppress a fair measure of excitement. Very little of it showed in her steely gaze, but inwardly she was happy to get some new clothes. It was a rare opportunity for her in life; after all, ensuring there was enough food for them to survive, monitoring Preserver activity, hunting magical beasts, all these things took precedence over fancy clothing. Instead of voicing her thoughts, she simply followed her Master in spirit form, though he could probably get a faint impression of her feelings.