...? I never said anything about you, did I? What I might want doesn't have to line up with what you want. I don't know enough to really comment, but it should be okay as long as you and everybody you, uh... consort with, is happy. I'm sure you and Vietnam make it work just fine.
I don't want to be alone. But is it wrong, to want to be the person most precious to somebody? To have a reciprocated love? I might not have anybody I want to be exclusive with right now, but if I commit to somebody...
[She blows out a sigh.]
Commitment won't mean I'm not attracted to other people. Just that at the end of the day, I'll still want that partner more, and respect them enough not to stray, if that's our agreement. I think I'd want something that lasts over a moment of passion that might hurt somebody I care about.
[Well, that's fair. And he can't rightly argue against holding someone precious in your heart, either. Suddenly he's regretting he didn't bring some wine into the tub to sip on; it made for a convenient distraction from things he didn't especially care to answer.]
It is not wrong. But if that day should come, that precious person may also be the one to hurt you the most.
Maybe so. But, that's always the risk with letting people into your heart, no matter how much. I want to believe when that day comes, they might be worth the risk of being hurt, whoever they are.
It wasn't very fair back then, either. I mean, it wasn't my fault that basically every person with a hint of interest towards me was a crazy, destructive woman.
That sort of narrative does sound suspect... now it seems as though you've found yourself in a "reverse" harem situation instead.
[Why, yes. He's also unfairly genre savvy. Comes with the territory of knowing everything about everything.]
That is fine. The outcome has already been determined, so you may meander however you please to the finish line. I shall enjoy watching you all the while.
...though not a particularly harsh one. He's just trying to gather her up in his arms and steal her out of the tub for drying off, so it was more of a calculated lunge than anything.]
[Gilgamesh chuckles with prize in hand, grabbing a towel from the rack and wrapping her up like a mummy. Compared to his sudden approach, he's soft here, toweling through her hair and over her frame as a parent would with a child. After all that luxurious soaking, she looks, feels, and smells divine. Her body will thank her for it later.]
We should do this more often. With all the mischief you get up to, you collect a lot of dirt.
[Only Gilgamesh insults you while indulging you. At his core, her Servant really hasn't changed at all.]
[It's a soft grumble, but she's obviously enjoying the attention. She's never had a parent, of course, but this sort of care is nice regardless of prior association.]
[Gilgamesh rubs her clean before hauling her off, cradled against his chest, to the master bedroom. Vietnam wasn't home quite yet, leaving the room empty for the moment; not that it would've mattered much either way, as she would've understood and accepted the situation quickly. Depositing the still wrapped Hakuno on the bed, he rummages in his closet, tossing out a big, loose shirt of his for her to wear. This one, to be precise.]
Take this. I believe it a customary practice between boyfriend and girlfriend to wear each others' clothing to bed.
[Never mind that they were nothing like that... or that Gilgamesh continued to parade around in the nude, comfortable as could be.]
Are undergarments also required? Panties... panties, panties, panties...
[There's just something funny about hearing a five thousand year old ancient say panties, panties, panties.]
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[Actually, he could. And there's a reason why that person was his best and only friend.]
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[Gilgamesh leans back with what might be a familiarly smug expression.]
Would you not prefer your horizons to be open and broad, rather than restricted to what's right in front of your eyes?
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[She blows out a sigh.]
Commitment won't mean I'm not attracted to other people. Just that at the end of the day, I'll still want that partner more, and respect them enough not to stray, if that's our agreement. I think I'd want something that lasts over a moment of passion that might hurt somebody I care about.
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[Well, that's fair. And he can't rightly argue against holding someone precious in your heart, either. Suddenly he's regretting he didn't bring some wine into the tub to sip on; it made for a convenient distraction from things he didn't especially care to answer.]
It is not wrong. But if that day should come, that precious person may also be the one to hurt you the most.
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[Even I might not be able to catch you.]
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[#good guy gil]
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[Hakuno Kishinami, your judgment is shit outside life or death stakes and beating up people's hearts.]
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[He's onto you, Hakuno. Your Servant just knows these things.]
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[Why, yes. He's also unfairly genre savvy. Comes with the territory of knowing everything about everything.]
That is fine. The outcome has already been determined, so you may meander however you please to the finish line. I shall enjoy watching you all the while.
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...? I have... no idea what any of that is supposed to mean, but don't write me off straight out of the gate.
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[...win what...]
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[King of Weirdos...]
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[...!]
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[She's shifting back before the words fully register, trying to shift into one corner of the tub.]
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WILD GILGAMESH USED TACKLE
...though not a particularly harsh one. He's just trying to gather her up in his arms and steal her out of the tub for drying off, so it was more of a calculated lunge than anything.]
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[She squirms a little until he gets her out of the water, before catching on and going still.]
Jeeze, you scared me...
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[Gilgamesh chuckles with prize in hand, grabbing a towel from the rack and wrapping her up like a mummy. Compared to his sudden approach, he's soft here, toweling through her hair and over her frame as a parent would with a child. After all that luxurious soaking, she looks, feels, and smells divine. Her body will thank her for it later.]
We should do this more often. With all the mischief you get up to, you collect a lot of dirt.
[Only Gilgamesh insults you while indulging you. At his core, her Servant really hasn't changed at all.]
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[It's a soft grumble, but she's obviously enjoying the attention. She's never had a parent, of course, but this sort of care is nice regardless of prior association.]
Well, I do train a lot...
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Perhaps you should.
[Gilgamesh rubs her clean before hauling her off, cradled against his chest, to the master bedroom. Vietnam wasn't home quite yet, leaving the room empty for the moment; not that it would've mattered much either way, as she would've understood and accepted the situation quickly. Depositing the still wrapped Hakuno on the bed, he rummages in his closet, tossing out a big, loose shirt of his for her to wear. This one, to be precise.]
Take this. I believe it a customary practice between boyfriend and girlfriend to wear each others' clothing to bed.
[Never mind that they were nothing like that... or that Gilgamesh continued to parade around in the nude, comfortable as could be.]
Are undergarments also required? Panties... panties, panties, panties...
[There's just something funny about hearing a five thousand year old ancient say panties, panties, panties.]
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