[For the moment, yes. Aisha isn't always quite so respectful, but this is new territory for her. The dessert is thankfully familiar enough, though her eyes are fixed on his expression. It suits him.]
Could you catch me if I did?
[There's no disrespect meant, and the way she asks it is rather soft, for her. A simple inquiry rather than the bold declaration it could be. Gilgamesh's ankle touches hers, and she doesn't move to stop him.
She smiles, her fangs gleaming.]
Surely it wouldn't be so hard, for a man that says he's perfect.
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Could you catch me if I did?
[There's no disrespect meant, and the way she asks it is rather soft, for her. A simple inquiry rather than the bold declaration it could be. Gilgamesh's ankle touches hers, and she doesn't move to stop him.
She smiles, her fangs gleaming.]
Surely it wouldn't be so hard, for a man that says he's perfect.