It is a draw because I was quite capable of drawing blood first. I spared you.
[Gilgamesh clarifies before the argument can intensify. And it's true, he'd thought about it, thought about caving her skull in for the fun of it or running her through with his blade, which he was quite capable of doing... but then he'd be no better than a Berserker. Ultimately he'd resigned his victory in favor of mercy, as the kind of bloodshed he'd inflict was not the sort easily recovered from. Or at all.
Gilgamesh does get up, eventually, dusting himself off and wiping the blood from his mangled nose. He'll fix it later. For now, she's owned a response. He supposes, for as far as she came here, he can give it to her, though he remains predictably testy throughout.]
And I spare you further insult. You are... Asuna. No more and no less.
[An acknowledgment of her name, followed by a dip of his head. It's as good as she can hope for.]
no subject
[Gilgamesh clarifies before the argument can intensify. And it's true, he'd thought about it, thought about caving her skull in for the fun of it or running her through with his blade, which he was quite capable of doing... but then he'd be no better than a Berserker. Ultimately he'd resigned his victory in favor of mercy, as the kind of bloodshed he'd inflict was not the sort easily recovered from. Or at all.
Gilgamesh does get up, eventually, dusting himself off and wiping the blood from his mangled nose. He'll fix it later. For now, she's owned a response. He supposes, for as far as she came here, he can give it to her, though he remains predictably testy throughout.]
And I spare you further insult. You are... Asuna. No more and no less.
[An acknowledgment of her name, followed by a dip of his head. It's as good as she can hope for.]