[Waver's eyebrows raise a little higher. Sorry Archer. Sorry Caster. Judar has just cemented the entertaining notion that your Temple was the set of Servants Gone Wild even if the insistence on kissing is starting to paint a different picture.]

Neither are you. Kissing's good? Okay, we'll work it out when it comes to it.

[Fair enough, though. There's Judar's stance on the subject (and decision making in general), as briefly stated as it is. Good to know to factor into future decisions.]

I don't mind you nora-ing to Iskandar should it prove necessary to have those advantages. As my king, there's no conflicted loyalties. [And they all know how the chain of command goes there.] Aside from that, unless the circumstances are dire and require a temporary name, don't.

As for soulless, no.

[... he runs along the same lines as Iskandar and Caster on that one, even if on the question of nora he's more flexible and marrying old values with modern pragmatism.

As for the name, Waver suddenly glances to the phone as it beeps and he puts it away.] Hm. Okay. [Before continuing.]

... it'll be a bit better than fluff and despair.

[Though by just a step. The kanji for balance that godly instinct insisted on has some meanings that are particularly pointed for a shinki.

Waver offers his hand, crushing the first tendrils of anxiety starting to spin in his gut. He doesn't need that now.]

Let's get out of here. My temple is a better place for this.