[ Adra had little choice but to trust Gilgamesh, though in this case he didn't wrestle with the idea too much. He's seen Gil's abilities for himself; he knows he can at least put faith in the man's competence.
Once they're safely on the ground, and once Saber has joined them, he relaxes--a little. She's beaming, but he mostly just feels exhausted. Sorrowful, spent. He wants to go home.
But she's right, so he pushes all those unpleasant feelings away for just a second. ]
You were both invaluable. Thank you.
[ But that's the most he can manage. His smile falters, and he takes the opportunity to step back, away. ]
But I need to go--sit. Somewhere. So.
[ He lifts a hand. ]
Al diel shala.
[ And he turns to be off, without waiting for a response from either of them. Take care, guys. ]
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Once they're safely on the ground, and once Saber has joined them, he relaxes--a little. She's beaming, but he mostly just feels exhausted. Sorrowful, spent. He wants to go home.
But she's right, so he pushes all those unpleasant feelings away for just a second. ]
You were both invaluable. Thank you.
[ But that's the most he can manage. His smile falters, and he takes the opportunity to step back, away. ]
But I need to go--sit. Somewhere. So.
[ He lifts a hand. ]
Al diel shala.
[ And he turns to be off, without waiting for a response from either of them. Take care, guys. ]