[Rin stretches. Her body language attempting to put some casual atmosphere back into the conversation.]
I'm not sure. I was on my way to defeat Sakura, and the last thing I remember is walking through the cave under the Ryuudou Temple with a copy of Zelretch's Jeweled Sword. I don't remember meeting her face to face, or dying. Though there are people here who do remember there deaths.
[ Archer's brow furrows, but he doesn't press for more. Ultimately, whatever happened after his own demise was out of his control. He did everything he could, and even he isn't such a masochist that he would take responsibility for events that occurred after he was already gone.
Still...it doesn't sit right with him. ]
I recall mine. Distinctly.
[ He also remembers giving his left arm away. That smug, trashy priest made himself useful for once - though Archer suspects it was mostly for his own entertainment. ]
No, more likely it's something existing outside of that. Like how missions are for Counter Guardians, or how the Throne can be for Servants. One not necessarily needing to have died for such a contract, but instead be close to death. I wonder if maybe this place also chooses those who suffer a certain amount within their lives. Compelling them to stay and enjoy the comfort rather than returning to the pain of their reality.
[These are simply theories. Assumptions. Things not yet capable of being verified.]
[ Her theories are sound. He would expect no less of her... Speaking of it openly, of course, makes him feel revolted at the idea of this place all over again.
But there is no point in dwelling on that or mentioning it. ]
It likely works to some extent. Many of the guests seem perfectly content to be here.
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Is that what happened to you?
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I'm not sure. I was on my way to defeat Sakura, and the last thing I remember is walking through the cave under the Ryuudou Temple with a copy of Zelretch's Jeweled Sword. I don't remember meeting her face to face, or dying. Though there are people here who do remember there deaths.
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Still...it doesn't sit right with him. ]
I recall mine. Distinctly.
[ He also remembers giving his left arm away. That smug, trashy priest made himself useful for once - though Archer suspects it was mostly for his own entertainment. ]
I doubt this is some kind of after life, though.
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[These are simply theories. Assumptions. Things not yet capable of being verified.]
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But there is no point in dwelling on that or mentioning it. ]
It likely works to some extent. Many of the guests seem perfectly content to be here.
[ Although - ]
I've spoken to at least a few who aren't.