If Saber had never witnessed pure, innocent joy, she certainly was right now. Archer was laughing loudly. Not maniacally, or even pervertedly, as he was oft to do. No, it was more like the laughter of a child as he clung tightly to the creature's neck.

Nor did it change as he was sent flying, only to slam into a tree. It was fine though, Archer's body was completely and utterly used to this kind of treatment. After a loud whoop of joy, regardless of whether the creature was knocked out or not, Archer had a single thing to say.

"That. Was. Awesooooooooooooooooooooooome!!!"