[Now that he's gotten a closer look at it, Gilgamesh decides this gift was, in fact, very tiny and very cute. Like Saber. Once it's offered to him, Gilgamesh accepts it with a grateful nod, and holds it up. It's well-crafted, for a doll. He can see the careful stitching on the side, and it's soft to the touch. Gilgamesh would never admit to it, at least not in the context of a toy, but he enjoyed the feeling of such textures against his skin. He also has to laugh at the symbolism; perhaps intended to tease, but it amuses him all the same.
It seems, that for something that could've been a gamble, Caren has done well for herself with this particular present.]
I like this gift. A bull suits me very well.
[For her efforts, a kiss to both cheeks. He cradles the bull close with one hand and holds her by the waist with the other. It's easy enough to manage, with her being such a tiny thing herself. His smile appears earnest, for however long it might last.]
I am glad you were thinking of me. The prospect heartens me so.
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It seems, that for something that could've been a gamble, Caren has done well for herself with this particular present.]
I like this gift. A bull suits me very well.
[For her efforts, a kiss to both cheeks. He cradles the bull close with one hand and holds her by the waist with the other. It's easy enough to manage, with her being such a tiny thing herself. His smile appears earnest, for however long it might last.]
I am glad you were thinking of me. The prospect heartens me so.