"..."

Never, in a million billion years, was Saber ever going to let Archer know that she had sort of, maybe had one at some point. That was a conversation she intended on having with absolutely no one. Aside from the fact that it made her uncomfortable to think back on, she didn't want anyone getting... ideas.

"You have a childish sense of humor." Anyways. "But prepare yourself to 'Archer' this beast."

And with a shake of her head, Saber crept out of the brush and quietly circled about so she was nearer the male than the others. And then she darted forward to get the beast's attention. Which just lead to her catching his jaws and holding them firmly when he tried to eat her.