un; emiyashirou

[hero_of_her]

[The young man that appears on the video looks extremely nervous and uncomfortable.]

Listen, with everything going on lately I haven't been able to...

[He sighs, starts over. He hates this. Asking for help is so hard, but he isn't the only one at risk if here.]

I noticed a while back that the more Chroma I have the easier it is to deal with... well... A particular situation that I have at hand. [Oh man, that terrible pun wasn't on purpose and he looks even more uncomfortable realizing that he did it.]

But I'm not very good at collecting Chroma. I have someone back home and I don't want to betray her. I was thinking, though, that for the brief time she was here she was pretty clear that she didn't want me to suffer.

I don't want to either, I guess. [That part is up for debate.]

This is me asking for people willing to help me out.

[He looks frustrated at the whole idea as soon as he says it.]

You know what, nevermind. This is stupid.

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[anti_altruisms]

[ Of course, it makes sense. Pay better attention, Shirou!!

Archer takes the hand and twines their fingers together carefully. It is a strange thing to hold his own hand like this and know this piece of flesh was once attached to his body, but none of that shows on his face. Instead, Shirou will feel a gentle trickle of chroma start to build and circulate. Of course, Archer helps it along, letting his own mana wash gently over parched magic circuits, soothing some of Shirou's discomfort.

He said he would help, and indeed, he's keeping his word on that. ]

[hero_of_her]

[Shirou lets out a breath he wasn't even aware he was keeping in. That feels so much better, like sinking into a warm bath after being out in the snow. He kind of doesn't want it to stop.]

Ah. Thank you.

[anti_altruisms]

[ Never let it be said he doesn't do anything nice for you, Shirou.

Archer maintains the contact silently for a few more minutes before releasing his grip. Gray eyes solemn, he ask quietly: ]

How does it feel?