Good evening, Archer.

[They're in public, so he can't say "Shirou". He doesn't have to say it for it to be heard in his tone, however. Sometimes he talks to Archer in business mode, and a proper working distance is kept between them. Now is not one of those times. He sets a box of Archer's dishes down in the wagon, smiling as if nothing's wrong at all. As if it's a given that he'd break into his son's room and pack his things without his permission.]

How was work?

We've finally gotten that house we've been talking about. We should be moved in the next couple of hours.

As we've previously discussed, it's more efficient for us to work together, so I've taken the liberty of bringing your things while I have these men hired.

You'll be glad to know we picked the unit with the best kitchen.

Hmm... I suppose it would be nice to do my own grocery shopping.

I never claimed to be an honorable person.

If you still want me to have your things put back, I can. But I'm afraid I'd be very disappointed if you made these men go through all that trouble only to try to involve yourself in the running of our house anyway.

[Smoking in front of Archer just to irritate him (and because Iri's not looking?) Yes.]

In other words, you'll want to come pick your room.

We already have.

[Congratulations Archer, your surrender makes your dad very happy. And now the wagon is full again, so!]

Shall we go?

That should be an unnecessary question by now, shouldn't it?

Just come with me, please.