[Truthfully, thank goodness was sitting on his tongue once he notes that Adra will be just fine; as always, it's simply a matter of pride that keeps him from admitting to anything like concern. He's about to break away and search for a path forward before Adra expends further energy on their account, though he supposes Saber was in more need of it than himself. He lets the magic flow, soothingly, reminded of the time he obeyed a Master and thus drew from a similar well of restoring mana. For Servants, it's like being fed, and he partakes in it with quiet eagerness that thrums throughout his whole body.
Once Adra has finished, he'll draw the elf back to the water—this time making absolutely certain there's nothing lurking in it to interrupt them—and urge him to rest. It's then he takes the opportunity to look up, up, up, past the cresting falls, frowning at what he finds. No ledges, no bridges, no room for the hook to, well, hook onto much of anything. So how were they supposed to manage this? Even psionics couldn't push them quite that far.
His eyes trail to the enchanted scales, sticking to the spilled water like magnets. And the architect within him stirs.]
Perhaps... a craft of some kind...
[But it wouldn't exactly build itself. Already, Gilgamesh seeks how to piece the scales together, the gears of his mind turning fast.]
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Once Adra has finished, he'll draw the elf back to the water—this time making absolutely certain there's nothing lurking in it to interrupt them—and urge him to rest. It's then he takes the opportunity to look up, up, up, past the cresting falls, frowning at what he finds. No ledges, no bridges, no room for the hook to, well, hook onto much of anything. So how were they supposed to manage this? Even psionics couldn't push them quite that far.
His eyes trail to the enchanted scales, sticking to the spilled water like magnets. And the architect within him stirs.]
Perhaps... a craft of some kind...
[But it wouldn't exactly build itself. Already, Gilgamesh seeks how to piece the scales together, the gears of his mind turning fast.]