MastaofBitches said:
Hmm? Yeah, he can't send me the contents of my PM's, mostly because he can't guarantee that I am who I say I am, so he's asked Irun to message me here instead.
Well, put it this way. Would you feel happy about a forum system which allowed other members (even mods or admins) to read your private messages? I know I certainly wouldn't....
So, given that, do you think it particularly likely that he even has
access to them?
MastaofBitches said:
If I recall correctly, the solution Irun came up with was to cut her arm off...
But why would he
bother? Killing her is the easiest solution, and the whole point of MoS Shirou is that he, like Kiritsugu, takes the easiest route.
It's possible that, over time, he would develop to think a bit differently, but that that point he'd literally only just made the decision to follow that route, and killing Sakura was fresh in his mind. He wouldn't be
looking for a way to spare Rin, he would just kill her outright just to make sure, like Kiritsugu did with Sola-Ui and El-Melloi in the fourth war. Recall that they were of no direct danger to him, having been Geased to quit the war, and whilst it's quite possible that they could use their position to get revenge, the same applies to Rin here, possibly even
more so. And, even if she were alive, she would never forgive Shirou for what he's done, unless she condoned the killing of Sakura in which case she is likely irredeemable (more so than Shirou) because the weight of what she'd done would crush her if she ever regained any emotions.
Shirou can, perhaps, shrug it off as being "for the greater good", even if he regains his humanity, but Rin doesn't think like that (her reasoning was "I must be a true magus, and true magi don't let heretics like Sakura survive"), and even if she did that does not eliminate the fact that she failed Sakura so utterly for the
preceeding ten years (I'm not going to argue over whether she should have found out or not, but I can't honestly see Rin not feeling responsible for not helping Sakura when she had the chance, and she knows too little of her situation at that point to be able to say with any certainty that she
couldn't have done anything).