[Delusional, delirious, these are the only words that leave Gilgamesh for quite some time. He'd nearly resigned himself to the void, and now that he's been forcibly pulled from it, he's shaking and shuddering and regretting everything that's happened up until now. So much for the great King of Heroes, cheering his comrades on, assuring them of victory; now, it feels only like defeat. He hunches on his side and curls in on himself and ignores all else around him.
Until he catches sight of that face. Forever unchanging, forever distant, eyes that will always be so faraway, looking down upon him. Gilgamesh reaches blindly for his hand. He hacks up ocean water in his lungs. Through the rain and the fog, he remembers. He calls out:]
Setsuna.
[Without thinking, he calls him such—]
My knight.
[—and thus betrays everything he ever stood for, the King who had no need of vassals, until he lost the power that set him above them all.]
no subject
[I don't want to die.]
I don't want to die...
[Delusional, delirious, these are the only words that leave Gilgamesh for quite some time. He'd nearly resigned himself to the void, and now that he's been forcibly pulled from it, he's shaking and shuddering and regretting everything that's happened up until now. So much for the great King of Heroes, cheering his comrades on, assuring them of victory; now, it feels only like defeat. He hunches on his side and curls in on himself and ignores all else around him.
Until he catches sight of that face. Forever unchanging, forever distant, eyes that will always be so faraway, looking down upon him. Gilgamesh reaches blindly for his hand. He hacks up ocean water in his lungs. Through the rain and the fog, he remembers. He calls out:]
Setsuna.
[Without thinking, he calls him such—]
My knight.
[—and thus betrays everything he ever stood for, the King who had no need of vassals, until he lost the power that set him above them all.]