Emiya
He sighed as Sakura embraced him, her soft curves fitting against his hard muscles. She was cool against the heat of his body. In its own, strange way, it was comforting. The coolness was soothing with his internal forge.
Emiya found himself leaning against her as well as he studied Tsumiko's sleeping face.
"She's a girl. A girl who needs understanding, help, kindness, and some guidance so she doesn't hurt herself or those she cares about. And no, I don't think it was a mistake bringing her in," Emiya said with a shake of his head.
"She's someone who needs to be saved when the world has wronged her."