[ No, it's all good. No one needs to know how he fed on the dying residents. No one needs to know how #notsorry he is about the whole ordeal, he could be either dead or trying to set thing right, and there was no one to save them either.

But while he might not be sorry about it, he's also not proud of it. Something Archer could perhaps understand all to well- something he doesn't want to be understood about. See, this is why Servants are abominations. ]

And there goes my story- [ The complaint is airy, because he's glad for the rush. The sooner they're done with this the better. ] Pretty much, yes? That Servant girl was purely defensive type - and damn good at it - so I let her and her shield tackle the "protecting" part.

[ He leans onto Archer again tapping into all the warmth the other man wants to give ]

We got the Grail, defeated anyone who tried to stop. And everything in the era was supposedly set right after that. The end.