An eternity of battle would not be so bad to Iskandar. Hell, it was all he longed for in life. But eternity without Saft? Suddenly the idea torments him. He doesn't want to think of a time when they'll be separated. He's determined that such a thing will not happen.

He will win this Grail War. For his own ambitions of reincarnation; and for her.

It takes Rider a minute to realize she's fallen asleep. He smiles and shakes his head. But he rises with ease and steps out of the tub, taking a minute to wrap a towel around her to dry her off some. He's not so worried about himself - not like he can get sick anyway. Rider carries her to bed and sets her down once he's sure she's dry. For a long while he just stares at her, mesmerized by the way her hair falls around her face and against the pillows, by every curve of her face in her jaw and nose and lips.

"You have my heart, dear lady," he sighs, mostly to himself, knowing she's asleep.

He shakes his head, wondering how he let this happen again. Rider pulls on a pair of boxers, lays down on the ground and is soon snoring.