[Lancer walks among the bamboo calmly. He'd been summoned in late winter, so he wasn't around for Tanabata in Japan, but he still knows of it. It's a strange concept, but he's in a strange land.

He takes a piece of paper and a nearby pen. He has a bit of trouble at first with the ballpoint, but he's writing beautifully soon enough and hangs it gently, smiling at it. He wasn't sure if the note should be signed or not, so he decided against it.]