“I consider every living thing in this world a friend, although the feeling is often one-sided.”
As he spoke, the long-haired Heroic Spirit gently shut his eyes and spread his arms, palms up. As he did so, the ground seemed to bubble, and from those bubbles sprouted innumerable weapons — swords, hammers, axes, spears — one after another.
“But I have decided that there is only one friend to whom I will lay bare the depths of my heart.”

Fate/Strange Fake: Volume 3, Chapter 8 ("Day 1, Afternoon")