[ He doesn't know why she's approaching. He considers, briefly, turning over his gem and flying away into the night, but he dismisses the thought. She isn't a threat, and--

--perhaps he feels he owes her something. As she's still some version of the girl he couldn't save so long ago, he owes her something.

Still, he's completely stunned when she puts her arms around him. ]

Illy...asviel...

[ He speaks her name haltingly, sounding more like Shirou than ever in that moment.

His eyes don't burn--he's not really capable of tears, hasn't been for a long time. But his throat feels a little dry, like there's a lump in it somehow.

And then she's using that name. ]

That's not my name. I cast it aside a long time ago. I'm only the hero Emiya now. That's all I am...

And how could my disappearance make anyone sad? I'm the one who brings them to tears.