She looked rather ill. Physically. Skin and bones. [ Yet Kirei Kotomine was not surprised by her appearance; it must have been how she has looked for so long. But would Kei have felt any sort of surprise? No. Illness is illness. He's confusing the shock he felt at the suicide over any sort of reaction that he would actually feel. ]

I wouldn't think that you would kill yourself, May. I wouldn't say that it is like that at all for you. That is not what I am likening it to, but rather... nevermind. It is a useless warning. [ He shakes his head. ] I suddenly am glad for my emotional constipation. But I will wish you luck all the same.