[ And suddenly- hugs. Hugs are good for all, but when they come from your detached, overly serious shinki, slash, lover, you know the thing is serious. It makes Caster laugh briefly, almost snort. But he enjoys physical closeness, so he leans into the embrace. ]

You flatter, me Archer. [ Maybe if spun right, it could be an epic tale. ] It's kind of boring when I tell it, though.

[ It doesn't feel like an achievement, even if he technically won the war. Maybe because the war didn't go as it was supposed to go. ]

The city went up in flames, I lost my Master- others were goners by then I think. I couldn't continue without her for obvious reasons... but I know she would want me to do something about this mess.

[ He rubs the nape of his neck, and tries not to focus on breath he feels on his skin. ]

So I did. I dispatched two of the corrupted Servants before unexpected happened. A magus, a strange Servant and a kid that was her Master. They were sent to help, but in the process got lost too. So I offered them a temporary alliance.

[ How did he stay materialized and stoked on magic until that point? Uh, that's ~~a mystery~~ He will answer if questioned but won't just throw that detail out there- speaking of details, he flicks Archer's forehead ]

Hey, now we're talking about me, not you. You okay with that?