[Rose feels much the same way about Gilgamesh that he does her. As someone important to Zulius—-and Vergil—-she has a certain amount of respect. It’s not a lot, but it’s there.]
[It occurs to her that, because she made this house call on a whim—-that she’s lucky he’s clothed. But she didn’t want to call ahead; there’s a good chance she’d lose her nerve, and even if she didn’t, whatever she said would probably come out nastier than she intended.]
I am aware of that. If he was able to survive—-whatever that blast of energy was—-we would have a much different problem on our hands.
[A problem named Kirei Kotomine.]
Fine, but should you need it, don’t hesitate to call on me for healing. And——-
[She takes a deep breath. It’s hard, to give up her pride like this, and to admit that she’s been an asshole for no reason other than she felt like it.]
I’d like to apologize for the last time we spoke. I thought you reminded me of someone from my previous life, but I was wrong. None of us would have survived if you hadn’t acted.
[ it's a stretch to call it respect, but there's a certain... neutrality that Gilgamesh feels towards Rose.
and it could always be worse. it could be dislike.
he folds his arms as he leans in the doorway, waiting for the woman to get to her point, tipping his head a little as she rambles and roves. she seems to have most of it, and for a moment, Gilgamesh thinks about letting her squirm--dangling on her own sincerity with his usual flat-eyed expression.
... but perhaps he's in a mood. a fit of humor. ]
My Noble Phantasm. It's the strongest blow a Servant can strike--and the King's blow happens to be stronger than most.
Kirei Kotomine once kept company with Archer, so I'm still mildly surprised that he fell victim to such an obvious ploy.
[ he gives a little wave at the offer for healing, starting to respond-- ] Feed Vittore the energy, it will come 'round to me through him--
[ and then she bulldozes through her apology and he has to stand there for a moment, mildly stunned. is he dying? is that why everyone's suddenly figured out being vaguely pleasant to him? subtly, he pinches himself. ]
I am only ever myself. Not the Archer that Kotomine knew. A reborn fragment of the man that is Gilgamesh, but ever only myself.
... perhaps I've come to view you people as my own, to some degree. [ one admission for another. a fair enough trade. ] It's perplexing how displeased seeing the Bean Man fall made me feel.
no subject
[It occurs to her that, because she made this house call on a whim—-that she’s lucky he’s clothed. But she didn’t want to call ahead; there’s a good chance she’d lose her nerve, and even if she didn’t, whatever she said would probably come out nastier than she intended.]
I am aware of that. If he was able to survive—-whatever that blast of energy was—-we would have a much different problem on our hands.
[A problem named Kirei Kotomine.]
Fine, but should you need it, don’t hesitate to call on me for healing. And——-
[She takes a deep breath. It’s hard, to give up her pride like this, and to admit that she’s been an asshole for no reason other than she felt like it.]
I’d like to apologize for the last time we spoke. I thought you reminded me of someone from my previous life, but I was wrong. None of us would have survived if you hadn’t acted.
no subject
and it could always be worse. it could be dislike.
he folds his arms as he leans in the doorway, waiting for the woman to get to her point, tipping his head a little as she rambles and roves. she seems to have most of it, and for a moment, Gilgamesh thinks about letting her squirm--dangling on her own sincerity with his usual flat-eyed expression.
... but perhaps he's in a mood. a fit of humor. ]
My Noble Phantasm. It's the strongest blow a Servant can strike--and the King's blow happens to be stronger than most.
Kirei Kotomine once kept company with Archer, so I'm still mildly surprised that he fell victim to such an obvious ploy.
[ he gives a little wave at the offer for healing, starting to respond-- ] Feed Vittore the energy, it will come 'round to me through him--
[ and then she bulldozes through her apology and he has to stand there for a moment, mildly stunned. is he dying? is that why everyone's suddenly figured out being vaguely pleasant to him? subtly, he pinches himself. ]
I am only ever myself. Not the Archer that Kotomine knew. A reborn fragment of the man that is Gilgamesh, but ever only myself.
... perhaps I've come to view you people as my own, to some degree. [ one admission for another. a fair enough trade. ] It's perplexing how displeased seeing the Bean Man fall made me feel.