[If he could've heard her just then, he would've very much agreed—time is the most terrifying thing, ever for an immortal. Because even an immortal couldn't turn back the clock. Start over, sure, but redo? If only.
The spires of the great Citadel loom closer and closer, until Gilgamesh reaches the outermost wall, balanced upon it as comfortably as any other perch. Up he glances, to an open balcony of an open room, and grins.]
You're in luck. I recently... acquired quarters here, so you can rest for a while.
[Of course there's a catch. Gilgamesh grins like he's just caught a canary between his teeth.]
no subject
The spires of the great Citadel loom closer and closer, until Gilgamesh reaches the outermost wall, balanced upon it as comfortably as any other perch. Up he glances, to an open balcony of an open room, and grins.]
You're in luck. I recently... acquired quarters here, so you can rest for a while.
[Of course there's a catch. Gilgamesh grins like he's just caught a canary between his teeth.]
With me. In my room.