[Gilgamesh sighs. Like a dog being scratched behind the ears in just the right spot, his tail wags—or rather, his whole body does. A King attended is a King contented, so it would seem, and he makes no show of hiding just how happy he is. And how hopeful he is for even more.]

Mm... I am inclined to believe you, based on previous evidence. You certainly know how to get a man going when you must.

[He still remembers, how incredible Adra's magic at full strength had felt. If he could feel that way all the time, he'd have no need for any of this Hero business at all. He'd simply bask in it as though it were a drug and drink himself to early retirement. But alas, duty called.

Gilgamesh, eager to reciprocate in some fashion, reaches for Adra's face, too, mimicking the same gentle motions.]

Take it, then. I shall entrust you with it, until the time may come I am returned to my station.

[And then, he thinks, you will be all but forgotten, along with the others.]