So I finally thought of a headcanon I wanted to ask about and it's a bit angsty. how would some of the servants that have staffs( I remember caster Cú and Medea have staffs but forget any others) feel about having a master who also had a staff but shows no signs of using it in battle as if it just an accessory for the aesthetic, then finding out sometime later after their Master's staff gets broken and they see their Master try to get up after having collapsed and the minute master puts one of their feet on the ground after almost being completely up their Master yelps and collapses again, turns out Master actually was using that staff, they needed it to walk, it only looked the way it did to disguise what it was actually for so it was less of a target, then Master just breaks down and start crying because of their frustration at themselves, they've only been like this about a month before coming to Chaldea and it turns out they're having a hard time adjusting to it and didn't want pity or anyone to see them as weak so they hid it.
- Cu Caster is immediately concerned. He's worried that they were hurt, and he's hurrying over to check on them, but...no wounds that he can see. He asks if anything is broken, and that's when the tears start coming.
- He thinks it's pain at first, but when Master grits out that it was already an issue, it starts to click. He thought it was a little odd that they kept a staff with them constantly without making use of it...now he gets it.
- He was a warrior for a long time. He knew lots of warriors, some who were left with physical disabilities after battles. He knows that it can be frustrating, knows that it's not easy to adjust. Clearly Master hasn't made peace with it...though he's thinking more now on how they seemed achy, or more tired, or sore when they had to do a lot of walking, or climbing...they forced themself, and that won't do.
- He knows it's frustrating, Master. But there's no shame in it. Life happens, and it's damn unfair, but they aren't weaker for it. They're a credit for doing as much as they do, bum leg or no. So c'mon, let him dry your tears. They can use his staff 'til theirs is fixed up.
- Medea is keen, and she did wonder why Master would keep a staff that they didn't use for magic or combat. She didn't buy their excuses, and when they fall with that staff snapped, her suspicions are confirmed.
- The first order of business is moving them away from any danger, and finishing the fight. The next is to ask them if they were harmed. When she sees the frustration and tears in their eyes, she knows it isn't anything fresh.
- When Master explains, crying and shaking with stress, anger...she can sympathize slightly. She never had to work around her own body's limitations like Master has, but she understands how hard it is to cope with unpleasant turns beyond one's own control.
- She's afraid she cannot heal it...what the body has already mended is outside of her control, even if it's done so poorly. But she as a Servant has enough strength easily to let Master use her arm for support. Her staff is a tool to channel the mana of its holder, much too precise to be used for walking. But she'll help Master around until their staff is fixed.
- Ozymandias, unlike many Servants, did grow old. Old and hunched with arthritis, his body more limited and weaker than it had ever been. Although for him, that had been a natural progression, however painful. He didn't protest age, but he does understand personally how unpleasant it is to lose your full mobility.
- He ensures that Master is safe as soon as they fall, sunlight blazing down upon all that might threaten them. He strides to them and asks if they've been hurt, but when they collapse again, the tears start. At first, he's expecting a wound, perhaps a break...but as Master grits out that they're fine, they aren't hurt now, he starts to understand.
- He sees...they were hindered so recently, and given so little time to adjust. And yet they've come this far despite! He truly has chosen a Master well worth his time. Do not look down in shame. Look back once, at all you've surpassed, and now around at all those who trust in you, regardless of how many legs you can make use of. Now, Master, look forward. The future is bright. This is something he is certain of, as pharaoh. Do not question his word, simply rejoice!
- They may even use his staff until their own is repaired. Although for such tenacity, he may even grant them the honor of riding upon his sun boat!
