Emiya
Emiya watched as the young woman stopped, reach for the ribbon in her hair, stop and then pull up her hood. She looked away from him and took deep breaths, as if she was trying to calm herself. He watched her, keeping as still as he could until he folded his arms across his chest.
Then she stepped away from him.
Finally she said in a low voice, "I-don't know..."
He reached out and gently rested his hand on her head. "It's okay that you don't know," he said in a soft voice as he bent his knees to meet her eyes as best as he could.
"But, you could hurt yourself without knowing what you're doing," he said with a smile, "And . . ." The smile ran away from his face as he took a deep breath.
"If you're not compatible with that spiritually," he said as he gestured to her arm, "It will be fatal. I want to help, but I need a beginning. You said a Grail right? Well, I've been both a Master and a Servant. With a little more information, maybe I can help you connect the pieces."
And you know, make sure that Unlimited Blade Works doesn't destroy you from the inside out.