[He respects that? Really? See, this is why she misses the shroud. If she had it here, she could wrap him up right now and drag him away. Or step on him. Yes, she likes stepping on him.

Caren still doesn't look at Gilgamesh as she continues to clean her share of the windows.]

I was speaking in theory.

[And, just to be annoying:]

You've forgotten your manners again. If you wanted your hands on me, all you'd have to do was ask. Politely.

[She's shoving a little harder now. His face is now her means of getting leverage for those tougher spots to get on the window. Thanks Gilgamesh.]