Chastise Sakura

"Don’t give me that. You don’t owe them anything. Stop moping about it,” You say sternly, turning to look at her. “You shouldn’t be so hung up on your family. They don’t have to own you. You are your own woman.”

For a moment, Sakura looks like she’s going to cry. Her mouth opens slightly, and her hand covers her eyes. You wonder if you’ve gone too far, before she moves her hand away and smiles, this time fully. “Th-thank you, Shirou…” She stuttered softly, her free hand reaching out to snake into yours and gently squeezing it. Slowly, the two of you turn to head back .