If you're trying to frustrate me into making a mistake, you'll have to try a lot harder. If you're just trying to be frustrating, then I must say you're doing very well.

[ He meets her feint easily, and decides it's his turn to take the offensive, by striking at all the standard positions: Head, wrist, and throat. Men, do, kote. If this was an actual kendo competition, he'd have to declare those out loud, but it's not, and Assassin's never done proper orthodox kendo anyway. ]

Rider and Lancer's Masters were cowards, calling their Servants back at the first sign of trouble, not putting in any real effort into breaching the gate, while you are here fighting me right now. The golden Servant had his own agenda and hardly seems the type to submit to a Master. That leaves me with Archer, it seems.

[ It would fit, since they're both shitters prone to trickery and scheming, at least from what little he's seen of both, but he's not really trying to get at a correct answer here, he's just tossing out a random line of reasoning and watching Caren for any response. Testing her pokerface, as it were. ]