You visit me while I'm in a coma. What do you say?
Richard stood silently next to the blonde's bedside, staring down at a figure that for all appearances might only be sleeping. All the medicines and machinery were gone yet still she would not wake.
How strange it was that in her sleep she seemed more at ease than when she were awake. That any physical pain she bore now could not hope to rival the scars her waking mind carried, the burdens that went unspoken upon her heart, that drove her towards her goals, straight and unwavering and ever true.
"Saber..." his hand reached up to brush aside a stray piece of hair, halting just over her forehead when his eyes fell upon the intricate red marks on its back. A trembling hand retracted, falling back down to his side.
"Saber I... I'm sorry," his voice escaped no more than a whisper, overflowing with guilt. "This is all my fault. If I had been stronger... if I had been a better master for you... then none of this would have happened."
If I hadn't been so weak, if I hadn't always depended on you to support me and had learned to support you in turn... then you might be...
His left hand slowly reached up, curling around hers as if hoping whatever strange magic had bound them together for this war could pull her from this coma as it had once pulled her to his world, had placed one of such noble majesty before him when he was in need of her most.
"But Saber..." he continued, his eyes still on the command seals, the marks that had not faded telling him a single thing. "It isn't over yet... we have not yet lost. It may have been my weakness that caused this... but I will not give up. I promised you... that I would do what I must to win us the grail so... I will continue to fight."
"So please... please continue to fight for your part as well." His hand slipped back down to his side, donned a black glove that hid the marks and his status as one of the Masters in this war.
Our goal is the same.
I will not give up, will not falter.
Continue to fight... and perhaps our battles will permit us to cross paths once more.
