[Does sorrow engulf her? Does something so minor cause her pain, fill her with grief? Gilgamesh has no bond to ascertain for sure, but he's a predatory creature. He knows by instinct when he's hit upon a weak point, and he appears to have done so now. There's many, many ways he could take advantage of the situation, by tightening his hold, increasing it, letting his hands wander elsewhere over her body—she doesn't seem like she'd even refuse in the state she's in.
The cruelest thing he could do, in fact, would be to let go. And that's exactly what he does. Gives her a taste, and no more than that, before drawing back to his own spot and minding his own share of the window. Yet even in this cruelty his expression doesn't suggest it. He's not grinning or laughing at her expense. He's just blank. Just the King of Heroes, as he's always been, and will always be. If she wants to be his Master, so be it.
But his actions just now make it very clear: he expects courtship. Nothing may be taken for granted. For both parties, this is a prize to be earned.]
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The cruelest thing he could do, in fact, would be to let go. And that's exactly what he does. Gives her a taste, and no more than that, before drawing back to his own spot and minding his own share of the window. Yet even in this cruelty his expression doesn't suggest it. He's not grinning or laughing at her expense. He's just blank. Just the King of Heroes, as he's always been, and will always be. If she wants to be his Master, so be it.
But his actions just now make it very clear: he expects courtship. Nothing may be taken for granted. For both parties, this is a prize to be earned.]