[Doctor Gabriel]

“HA!” Don Quixote slapped his Master on the back jubilantly and with a little more force than was necessary, “See how humble he is? Truly only a man who denies he is a king is worthy of the title!”

Saber continued his hearty laughter as he tilted his head down toward Eric with his fists still planted heroically on his hips, elbows jutting at almost perfect ninety degree angles. He intended the action to be inconspicuous, but, to any who cared to notice, seemed to be doing a rather unnatural rendition of I’m A Little Teapot, minus the spout.

“Just play along, Sancho,” the Mad Knight spoke in the closest thing Don Quixote de La Mancha could manage to a whisper in his ever dramatic voice, “We can’t have them catching on to our ruse, lest we lose the element of surprise!”