[It does keep him at bay, in a sense, but it simply encourages him in another. Gilgamesh doesn't push forward, yet instead threads fingers with that hand. A pleasantly warm bond, especially when it initiates mana transfer, and Gilgamesh smiles a little. Perhaps ever so slightly triumphant, as if this was his plan all along.]
The way you look appeals to me.
[Or it does now, anyway. Gilgamesh cocks his head to the side, red, red eyes studying him.]
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The way you look appeals to me.
[Or it does now, anyway. Gilgamesh cocks his head to the side, red, red eyes studying him.]
Are you unaccustomed to it? To being admired?