[In all fairness, Gilgamesh possessed a body designed by the gods themselves. It could be worse. Granted, everything just hanging loose like that was bad enough already, but somehow... maybe... probably... it could be worse. All parties present should count their blessings that he at least seems to shave.
But in pretty much every other regard, it's awful, because Gilgamesh just keeps shouting, immune to anything like common sense or shockingly good advice like you can dress yourself because he's being seriously insulted here, dammit, why can't anyone else see this?!]
I'LL SHOW YOU THE MEANING OF FEAR, YOU IGNORANT TOAD!
[Alright, got that out of his system. Sure told him what's what. Calming down a little and glancing warily back to the bed. Then to Gaius.]
And what are you staring at, mongrel? I did not grant you permission to gaze upon this divine figure. Avert your eyes, they offend me.
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But in pretty much every other regard, it's awful, because Gilgamesh just keeps shouting, immune to anything like common sense or shockingly good advice like you can dress yourself because he's being seriously insulted here, dammit, why can't anyone else see this?!]
I'LL SHOW YOU THE MEANING OF FEAR, YOU IGNORANT TOAD!
[Alright, got that out of his system. Sure told him what's what. Calming down a little and glancing warily back to the bed. Then to Gaius.]
And what are you staring at, mongrel? I did not grant you permission to gaze upon this divine figure. Avert your eyes, they offend me.