[Gilgamesh does not appear bothered. Largely, he hadn't attacked upon sight because he's had months to cool down from his usual volatile self. Still a tyrant, still very much prone to questionable behavior, but now very much aware that challenging Saber to settle their score was pointless when they had so much else to do. For now, the matter would be sidelined and the tension would be eased... even if her dislike for him has not lessened at all.]

Perhaps so. It has been some time since you've been made to squire, I imagine.

[Even he must admit that the thought of forcing the King of Knights down to the level of Pawn was somewhat embarrassing. She was a foolish King with foolish ideals, but a King all the same, so to strip her of a crown seemed barbaric even to Gilgamesh. But he wouldn't speak of that, just peering ahead into the winding chasms ahead.]

I will yield to you, if only for this. Shall we head deeper? Or double back to the towers?

[Where bird poop awaits. Joy of joys.]