[Shirou's seated cross-legged in front of a shrine, pieces of flesh arranged neatly in front of him, from the smallest bits, to the bigger pieces with the bone still in, to... what looks rather disturbingly like a human hand.

And by that I mean that's most definitely a human hand. Right there. On the ground.

When he sees Mikado, he gives a friendly wave]

Ryuugamine-san!