[ Tired of unending existence. This weight, this burden- it's not the first time he hears of such. And there really isn't a solution or advice he could offer. Only warm, supporting presence.

The goal of getting another drink currently forgotten and he just... stays where he is. Half draped around his Bonded ]

It must be exhausting, going through those motions over and ever. [ To never truly end is something that he finds hard to process. ] If I could grant you peace know that I would. But remember Emiya, you are more than the sum of your losses.