Doubtful you could do anything as well as I. Still, that's no reason not to try.

[Touching up his little crown, Gilgamesh decides they may as well match. He starts working on a nearly identical piece, and indeed, it's true: Gilgamesh goes about it with masterful precision, especially given he's had more than a few drinks, too. Either his tolerance was astronomical, or Gilgamesh had a true talent for making things.

Ironic, given how much time he often spent tearing them down.]

What brings you to visit me? An active youth such as yourself seems as though he'd be kept rather busy.

[That, and between Adrasteius and himself, the elf was the far better host. Even Gilgamesh could admit as much.]