[Gilgamesh smiles and mutters very, very tersely out of the side of his mouth to Setsuna:]
If my wife were not present I would have struck you so senseless you'd have begged me to stop, hashara.
[So, y'know, definitely all good in the 'hood. Kind of. Sort of. Gilgamesh will tolerate Setsuna's touch only for as long as necessary; as soon as he's been appropriately relocated he'll excuse himself from the man's arms as pointedly as possible. And beat a hasty retreat to his wife's side, where good vibes and buttpats are all but guaranteed.
Watch yourself, Setsuna. Gilgamesh's temper is not something to be trifled with.]
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If my wife were not present I would have struck you so senseless you'd have begged me to stop, hashara.
[So, y'know, definitely all good in the 'hood. Kind of. Sort of. Gilgamesh will tolerate Setsuna's touch only for as long as necessary; as soon as he's been appropriately relocated he'll excuse himself from the man's arms as pointedly as possible. And beat a hasty retreat to his wife's side, where good vibes and buttpats are all but guaranteed.
Watch yourself, Setsuna. Gilgamesh's temper is not something to be trifled with.]