Archer: Do you have anything you want to talk to me about?
Shirou: Uhh. Who are you?
Archer: Good question. You know, I don’t remember having this conversation decades ago… maybe I’m not you. Although, you probably are me. Maybe seeing your future would tell you who I am. Or maybe who I am isn’t entirely up to you. Though it could be.
Shirou: Are you trying to confuse me?
Archer: Maybe that depends on if you’ll want to confuse me.