Emily could agree with the sentiment. After all, it was something she herself had envisioned when her father read to her in her sleep. Why should the hero fight alone? She thought of Shirou fighting to protect Bristol, and then to Shirou fighting to protect only her. She paused in her musings, her blood rushing to her face. T-That last thought wasn't so bad, but she clapped her cheeks, drawing a raised brow from Arturia. Now wasn't the time.