[Irisviel perks at the sound of Arturia's voice, gaze immediately flicking toward her knight so she may cheerfully return the greeting.]
Ah, Saber!
[Likewise, there are more emotions in the homunculus's heart than she is able speak. Simply looking at Arturia brings back memories of the Fourth Grail War, and an acute sorrow accompanies them -- the sorrow of learning that Kiritsugu's wish could not be granted, the remorse of allowing the King of Knights to be dragged through the mud for naught, the anguish of learning there will be a Fifth War despite all Iri's efforts to protect Illyasviel.
And yet, despite the circumstances, this reunion has brought Irisviel much joy; and what nearly overtakes every other sentiment within her is the indebtedness she feels toward Arturia for watching over her family when she could not -- for watching over both Illya and the boy that could have been her son. It's nearly enough to bring her to tears on the spot.
However, the homunculus tempers her smile, inviting her knight over with a simple tilt of her head.]
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Ah, Saber!
[Likewise, there are more emotions in the homunculus's heart than she is able speak. Simply looking at Arturia brings back memories of the Fourth Grail War, and an acute sorrow accompanies them -- the sorrow of learning that Kiritsugu's wish could not be granted, the remorse of allowing the King of Knights to be dragged through the mud for naught, the anguish of learning there will be a Fifth War despite all Iri's efforts to protect Illyasviel.
And yet, despite the circumstances, this reunion has brought Irisviel much joy; and what nearly overtakes every other sentiment within her is the indebtedness she feels toward Arturia for watching over her family when she could not -- for watching over both Illya and the boy that could have been her son. It's nearly enough to bring her to tears on the spot.
However, the homunculus tempers her smile, inviting her knight over with a simple tilt of her head.]
I would love your company. Please, come sit.