Circumstances really aren't in my favour, are they? I don't have access to a third of the people that helped, and there's no denying I'm an ineffective magus on my best days.

[Waver has no idea where Saber is, why she's taking so long, or even if Excalibur can stand up to this mud. He's still not touching any of it, but only barely. That's not a comfort, that means the agony is being drawn out.]