Emiya
Emiya blinked as he had his arms loaded with toiletries and whatnot he had found in the bathroom. He had even made makeshift bags out of towels. Then the sound of Tsumiko's laughter hit him.
There was an edge to it, almost as if she was crying at the same time.
Holding his bundle, he ran to where she was standing and staring at a wall, her mismatched eyes, one of Sakura's and one of Rin's, spilling tears as she laughed. He watched as she lightly touched the wall and said, "I don't get it, Archer."
This is not the time to be a snarky asshole, he told himself. He couldn't tease her like Rin. While it was obvious the girl was made of sterner stuff, there was a softness to her.
He held his bundle wrapped in a faded towel and looked down at her. He asked, "Don't get what, Tsumiko-chan?"