Shirou Emiya is in the garden of his home, having locked up the shed where he practices his magecraft. He sees you, and waves, waiting for you to come over.

Hello. I don't think I've seen you before. I'm Shirou Emiya, but Shirou is fine. What are you doing here? I have dinner on the stove, if you're hungry!

He chuckles to himself, running a hand through his spiky, ginger hair.