Let's just say that when Gilgamesh graciously offered his aid to Palamede, this wasn't exactly the sort of service he had in mind. He's been frowning for hours now, an impressive enough feat in itself, grumbling about mistreatment and how no King of Heroes should be reduced to the level of janitorial duties, and yet he continues to wash away. Maybe he's got nothing better to do. Maybe it's cathartic, in a sense, just swishing back and forth like that.
Or maybe there's something off about his company. About the girl next to him that he's been trying to discern on the sly. His red eyes occasionally flit over to hers, studying, until finally he decides the subtle approach isn't working and he may as well introduce himself in typical Gilgamesh fashion. So he marches over, opens his mouth wide, and...]
Woman, do I know you from someWAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
[...proceeds to slip and fall all over her freshly mopped floor. Whoops.]
3A, let's say before the concert stuff happens
Let's just say that when Gilgamesh graciously offered his aid to Palamede, this wasn't exactly the sort of service he had in mind. He's been frowning for hours now, an impressive enough feat in itself, grumbling about mistreatment and how no King of Heroes should be reduced to the level of janitorial duties, and yet he continues to wash away. Maybe he's got nothing better to do. Maybe it's cathartic, in a sense, just swishing back and forth like that.
Or maybe there's something off about his company. About the girl next to him that he's been trying to discern on the sly. His red eyes occasionally flit over to hers, studying, until finally he decides the subtle approach isn't working and he may as well introduce himself in typical Gilgamesh fashion. So he marches over, opens his mouth wide, and...]
Woman, do I know you from someWAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
[...proceeds to slip and fall all over her freshly mopped floor. Whoops.]