Rider
Rider awaited her master's response, intending to forward it to Shirou as soon as she gave it, but no reaction came. Seemingly not willing to wait, Shirou picked Sakura up gently. Rider was about to berate him for not waiting and potentially startling Sakura, but she must have realised that it was simply him lifting her, because she did not struggle or in any way resist. Rider considered going to find him a bandage, knowing it would upset Sakura to see him bleeding, but she realised that she had no idea where to find one, and knew that Shirou likely would not either, so she simply followed after him, calling out to her master as she went.
Sakura! Sakura! Can you hear me! she said, obviously worried.
After taking Sakura into the living room, he placed her down on the sofa, before heading upstairs. Rider wondered where he'd gone, but knelt down next to Sakura's head as she lay there peacefully. She began to softly stroke the girl as she continued to call out to her.
Sakura! Are you there? It's me, Rider, she said, still trying to get a response.
Shirou, meanwhile, returned with a rather odd cuddly toy, one which was obviously a representation of him, placing it in Sakura's arms. Momentarily, Rider smiled at the thought that Sakura had created herself a stuffed Shirou, before the realisation of why she had done so brought a feeling of sadness to her. Ceding her position to Shirou, she allowed him to sit down and rest Sakura's head on her lap, whilst Rider took a seat at Sakura's feet, waiting anxiously for any response.
Sakura, can you hear me? You'll be fine, me and Shirou are here to look after you, she added, still hoping for a response.