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“Ah, you’re back, Shirou...” Kiritsugu offers a smile to his daughter but as always it just seems so weary and weak as though belonging to a child on the verge of starvation. “Before you put dinner on, why don’t you come sit with me a little? The weather’s pretty good tonight.” He playfully pats the spot on the porch next to him urging her to sit beside her old man.

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“Er, sure dad.” Her arms were laden with a lot of grocery bags as she’d made a run to the store on the way home. But if the old man wanted to talk, she could put them away later. A few minutes outside won’t destroy anything and anyways, she’d plan to make a very good dinner today. Besides…that smile on his face…

In reaction to it, she put on her biggest smile – the kind that could light up a whole darkened room. Of course, there was no real light to it – it wasn’t radiant as the sun, more like a lightbulb that had yet to meet its end. Always going to the extreme to fill up the void that Kiritsugu left in her whenever she saw that smile of his.

She plopped down next to him, eyes now cast towards the sky. “Ah, the sky looks pretty tonight,” she stated, trying to sound appropriately girly.

“Ah...” He nods in agreement. The sky was truly lovely tonight and to be able to share it with his child like this was an incomparably joyful experience. When he thinks about it...it’s been quite a long time now since that terrible fire. It’s a strange and wondrous way life tends to work out. The man who had lost everything even his wife and daughter was once again a father. The girl who had lost everything ever her mother and father was once again a daughter. That was the miracle which brought him back from the shell known as Emiya Kiritsugu. She may not know it but had it not been for her, he truly would have been long dead on that day.

And now, thinking on all that and on today of all days, he can appreciates this simple, dream-like happiness all the more. Until this sputtering candle eventually gave out, he can enjoy this peaceful time for all it’s worth.

A chuckle escapes him.

“Are you trying to sound more feminine?” He says a touch of playfulness sneaking it’s way in his tired tenors. “You didn’t chase those neighborhood bullies off with a bat again, did you?” He kids, of course. He knows she hasn’t done that in ages but it is fun reminiscing.