[That actually gets Gilgamesh to laugh in a way that, at least for him, sounds light-hearted and pleasant. Indeed, a great beast that speaks, and with a sense of humor, no less. He's impressed.]

I do not often share them with your kind, either. Fools on all sides, and all without fur.

[Gilgamesh sets the plate on the edge of the table, if Aslan wishes to go poking his nose again. It doesn't seem right feeding him like a common housecast for some reason, so he focuses on prodding further dialogue instead.]

Do you walk freely, beast of the plains? Or do the lords and ladies keep you as a novelty, to entertain their guests?