"I'm Archer. Nice to meet you, Chere-san," he said, introducing himself in a polite manner. In that moment, he realized he had reverted to Emiya Shirou's personality: polite, weak, overly concerned for others. His conversation with Sheena earlier was proof enough, trying to comfort her without seeing her skills, but he only seemed to be realizing it now.

Losing his connection to Gaia had stripped him of something vital, his sense of reassurance, and now he was tip toeing around these people, suppressing his realist and cynical nature. He knew he couldn't do his job alone this time, but it was a pain watching what he said. Glancing at Hanyuu for a moment, he decided being nice wasn't such a bad thing. Shaking these troublesome thoughts from his mind, he returned to the present.

"Obviously, you've already met Hanyuu," he said, trying to place a subtle emphasis on his pronunciation of the little spirit's name. He didn't want to come off like a jerk, but hearing Celes incorrectly say Hanyuu's name was like listening to fingernails scratch a chalkboard. At least, that's how it sounded to Archer's sensitive, Japanese ears.

Now that he had a chance, he took in Celes' appearance, trying not to seem like he was checking her out, which he wasn't. At least not this time. The way she carried herself spoke volumes, seeming like someone used to being in charge, perhaps a leader of some sort? And while beautiful, her physique indicated that she definitely wasn't a delicate wall flower. She was similar to Saber in that aspect.