Sakura and Shirou
Awaiting Irisviel's reply, Sakura and Shirou were surprised when six walking suits of armour came into the room, bowing in unison before informing them that they were here to take care of the injured man. Then, carefully but quickly, they picked up the man and carried him away, presumably to be given medical care. Shirou looked on with astonishment at the bizarre display whilst Sakura, who suspected Togan likely had some involvement, was less shocked, although still a little surprised by what had just happened.
Before they even had a chance to really comprehend what was happening, though,
"Lady Einzbern and I have the matter well under our control. He will be fine", the woman said. "But I am rather curious about who you've brought here, Sakura. Would you mind introducing them or will they do so themselves?"
Shirou blinked a few times at the sight of the armoured suits taking the injured man away, before turning to the woman. She had the same, unnatural beauty that Rider possessed, only even more so. Sakura, too, was in awe of her unnatural beauty. Still, she couldn't allow herself to be distracted.
"Yes, sorry. This is my husband, Emiya Shirou, and this is my se.. good friend Rider", she said with a smile, remembering just in time that the term "servant" would have different meaning for most people.
Shirou blinked once more, slightly overwhelmed by all the unusual sights, before bowing respectfully.
"Nice to meet you", he said with a smile, before turning to Irisviel.
"And, you must be Ilya's mother", he said with a smile, his excitement mixed with an undertone of sadness.
Rider
Whilst Rider too was somewhat surprised by the display put on by the armoured suits, having lived amongst gods, she had seen more impressive things. So, unlike the other two, she was instead more focussed on the two women in front of them. Both were highly attractive. However, whilst the white-haired woman, who she assumed was Irisviel, was undeniably beautiful, the woman who was nonchalently playing with her hair was simply beyond belief. Even Aphrodite herself couldn't compete with her.
Soon enough, the woman spoke but, before Rider could respond, Sakura introduced her. In response, Rider held out her hand to the black-and-purple haired woman, a smile on her face.
"It is a pleasure to meet you", she said, a slight hint of arousal in her voice. "As Sakura said, I am Rider, her friend and protector. Who might you be?"