[Gilgamesh was not the sort to disturb easily, but now that he's gotten a good look at her a bloody apron does not seem at all appropriate attire for a young woman of stable sanity. Something's off about her that he can't quite place yet, though mostly he's just focused on remedying the naked situation.

In immediate retrospect, the naked situation may have been what set her off more than anything else, given her views on the uncouth. He snorts.]

I've had many wives. Perhaps we were wed and you forgot as much in a drunken stupor.

[Not helping, Gilgamesh. Trying again, more seriously now:]

I woke up in another world. I suspect it is the same for you given your state of surprise.