Sakura Matou
A hole opened up in space and Sakura reached her hand in it, withdrawing a large shot glass before she picked up some hard liquor she knew Rin had pilfered last night.
"Yeah." She said with a bittersweet nostalgic smile. "I met him about a week and a half after I arrived here. It was a cold January night, and it was snowing. I was overflowing with mana, and he was disappearing. A contract seemed like the logical choice for both of us." She smiled. "It was one of the best decisions I ever made in my entire life. His name is—was Faust, the great doctor and the greatest magus I've ever met." During this entire monologue, her eyes had been fading out of focus, and she took a swig of alcohol, the sharp burn of it refocusing her eyes on Archer. "He was like the dad I never had, really. And now he's gone forever." She paused to wipe away the tears that had begun welling up in her eyes. "But Archer, how are you feeling? I don't mean to pry, but I take it something went wrong involving Rin?"