[Gilgamesh laughs, a quietly menacing sort of sound.]

You forget that I am a Queen. So I can make the burning... burn.

[A win-win, essentially, as it is both an act she'd find pleasurable and one sufficient in breaking her skin and doing "enough" harm for the shapes to properly form. It would hurt, and it might take some experimentation to find the right combination, but as he's imagining it would certainly be possible with time and effort.

It also certainly said much of their relationship that something so sinister would draw them even closer.]

Afford the matter a bit of thought; we are in no rush. You have two more to earn in the meantime.