Archer closes his eyes at the soft kiss, feeling warmth spreading across his face.
He then leans closer and begins to walk, before he parts his lips to speak calmly.
❛ …. Were you looking for me? ❜
"My pride.
...I fell."
She offers no other explanation, but her arms wrap around him. With a tilt of her head, and a forward lean, Saber places a soft kiss on his nose.
"Please do not dismay so, love."
His silver eyes fall on hers. He looks both deeply disappointed in himself and sad. After all, he had failed to save her .. again.
❛ …Where are you wounded, Saber? ❜