Archer sat down in the chair in the room, wondering how this was going to look for Issei. He was an older man in an attractive teenage girl's room. Alone. And admittedly without sex for the equivalent of thousands of years.

Think of Rin . . . and how she's being emotionally distant because everyone in her damn life ends up leaving her or dying or choosing Saber.

"Talk to Emiya Shirou about it, Issei, he's stupid but he'd understand about this better than you'd think," he advised his indigo haired friend.