[...he cannot imagine any good would come from Emiya Kiritsugu knowing he summoned his... future? hypothetical? potential? son. If the occasion called for plain honesty, Archer would conceded. This is not that time, and so he pauses.]
...it's unfortunate, but I must have hit my head on the way down. The details are fuzzy.
[Ah, but Emiya Kiritsugu isn't so gullible as to accept that without further question, is he?]
But I am certain of one thing: I was no great man in life, as an admirable name wouldn't slip my mind so easily. As for my wish... it's not for ill. In fact, I wager you would approve.
[Of course. Of course he would pry more. It's as Archer himself predicted: Emiya Kiritsugu wouldn't accept such a flimsy excuse.
Then it comes down to a choice: speaking the truth or continuing the charade - either way, he could make his master, his own father (or the man who shares a name and face with his father) all the most distrusting of him. Neither option is ideal.
So he masks his conflict with a short laugh, crossing his arms and shaking his head for a moment.]
Then it was my misstep to attempt to do so. But now that I've done so once, would you believe me if I were to tell you a truth that sounds even more improbable?
That is reasonable. Then I will say, first, that having your trust is of great interest to me, moreso than what one would expect from a partnership of this nature. That is why I'm choosing to speak plainly with you now.
[Mother fucker, dad, you're busting his balls here, he just wants this to be a little easier.]
As you know, time is not linear for a servant. It's this phenomenon that allows magi like yourself to summon spirits from countless eras, not simply from the distant past, but from the future as well.
[Fuck this. Fuck everything. Fuck whatever Thing you used to summon him, dad, seriously.]
Knowing that, and knowing that I have a vested interest in you, it's possible for you to predict what I'll say next, but for you, I will be transparent. My true name is Emiya Shirou, and in life I called Emiya Kiritsugu father.
[Things we never talk about: this.]
I hope you now understand why I was reluctant to share my identity.
[He knows it's naive and idealistic, so he can't get mad at hearing it that way. Still, he must continue to pursue that impossible miracle.]
Of course. It isn't anything that could be achieved by normal means. But the Great Grail may just be able to make that fantasy a reality. That's what we have to count on.
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...it's unfortunate, but I must have hit my head on the way down. The details are fuzzy.
[Ah, but Emiya Kiritsugu isn't so gullible as to accept that without further question, is he?]
But I am certain of one thing: I was no great man in life, as an admirable name wouldn't slip my mind so easily. As for my wish... it's not for ill. In fact, I wager you would approve.
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[He sits at the table, leaning on his elbow and watching Archer intently.]
Lying to me doesn't make me trust you as a partner.
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Then it comes down to a choice: speaking the truth or continuing the charade - either way, he could make his master, his own father (or the man who shares a name and face with his father) all the most distrusting of him. Neither option is ideal.
So he masks his conflict with a short laugh, crossing his arms and shaking his head for a moment.]
Then it was my misstep to attempt to do so. But now that I've done so once, would you believe me if I were to tell you a truth that sounds even more improbable?
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[Now he's very curious, and also confused. We just met dude what is your deal?]
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As you know, time is not linear for a servant. It's this phenomenon that allows magi like yourself to summon spirits from countless eras, not simply from the distant past, but from the future as well.
[Fuck this. Fuck everything. Fuck whatever Thing you used to summon him, dad, seriously.]
Knowing that, and knowing that I have a vested interest in you, it's possible for you to predict what I'll say next, but for you, I will be transparent. My true name is Emiya Shirou, and in life I called Emiya Kiritsugu father.
[Things we never talk about: this.]
I hope you now understand why I was reluctant to share my identity.
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what what]
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but here he is making a modern breakfast
but]
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so
SO...]
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that means he survives the war!
that's good?]
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fuck]
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yeah this icon pretty much]
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...realize that it is likely that I am not a part of your future. You shouldn't see me as a prediction of things to come.
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...If you know what went wrong in your timeline, please tell me.
[I have to avert it. I have to get this right!]
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...I will advise you when I can. Unfortunately it was not much of a stretch when I said my memories are incomplete.
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[His words are harsh, but his tone is almost fond, in an embarrassed sort of way]
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Of course. It isn't anything that could be achieved by normal means. But the Great Grail may just be able to make that fantasy a reality. That's what we have to count on.
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