[Gilgamesh honors his unspoken promise. He does let go. But he also endears himself fast to Adra's side to compensate, practically on top of his lap with his hands resting on his shoulders. And of course, he's smiling ever so innocently, as if he wasn't just tormenting the poor elf not moments ago.]

You needn't be ashamed of it, Adrasteius. It's part of your body, and deriving pleasure from it... it's all but natural.

[His eyes hood, purposely.]

Shall I teach you? It is part of your face, as we agreed.