[ Ah, parents. The topic makes Archer briefly think of his own father. A man who wasn’t his relation by blood, but rather, a tragic, misguided fool who’d pulled a half-dead child from the wreckage of a fire he’d caused himself…and therein found his salvation. A man who passed his ideals along to his son before he died — a sinful way of living that inevitably became a curse.
The irony is rather thick in his tone when he answers. ]
How fortunate we are, then, that neither of our fathers are here to judge us for our crimes.
[ Kiritsugu might die of shame, and Archer can’t decide if he finds that to be a depressing or satisfying thought.
The painting rattles slightly at Rufus’s question as Judgmental John clears his throat. ]
You are both sinners worthy of punishment!! However… only one of you has confessed to the slaughter of innocents! Is that a greater crime than disrespecting one’s parent - a sin against heaven itself?? The two of you must decide!!
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The irony is rather thick in his tone when he answers. ]
How fortunate we are, then, that neither of our fathers are here to judge us for our crimes.
[ Kiritsugu might die of shame, and Archer can’t decide if he finds that to be a depressing or satisfying thought.
The painting rattles slightly at Rufus’s question as Judgmental John clears his throat. ]
You are both sinners worthy of punishment!! However… only one of you has confessed to the slaughter of innocents! Is that a greater crime than disrespecting one’s parent - a sin against heaven itself?? The two of you must decide!!