Are you implying I've the taste of a commoner, that I would ever settle for something beneath my status?

[A haughty scoff, though it's obviously meant in good humor. Gilgamesh finds the perfect place for his favorite elf in his arms, and it isn't long before they're a lazy tangle of limbs around each other. This he likes, and this he can waste many hours away doing, lounging like royalty with a lover.

Or soon to be lover. Those rep grinds were a really hassle sometimes.]

Although... I could not say I would mind visiting your home. I'm sure you've plenty of wonders to show me that would be worth the visit.

[Plenty of wonders for him to plunder, he means. It's not stealing if he already considers it his.]