[Not an ounce of insecurity or insincerity in this beast. Not like Saber, who clings to her bloody sword on that bloody hill and would claim she lives and dies for her people, who have all but left her behind in her callousness.
Gilgamesh brushes past Aslan and, for a moment, considers snapping his neck, just to see if it would bend like any other lion's. But words are weighing heavy on his mind and distracting him from what would've otherwise been a violently indignant response. He refrains.]
Idealism, soft-heartedness, and purpose only onto itself... I cannot condone these actions. I cannot spare the lives of thieves or traitors. As King, this is not the path I walk.
[But... he glances over his shoulder.]
I have only one friend in this life, and any other. In defense of that life, and honoring the sacrifice made on my behalf, none shall be spared.
no subject
[Not an ounce of insecurity or insincerity in this beast. Not like Saber, who clings to her bloody sword on that bloody hill and would claim she lives and dies for her people, who have all but left her behind in her callousness.
Gilgamesh brushes past Aslan and, for a moment, considers snapping his neck, just to see if it would bend like any other lion's. But words are weighing heavy on his mind and distracting him from what would've otherwise been a violently indignant response. He refrains.]
Idealism, soft-heartedness, and purpose only onto itself... I cannot condone these actions. I cannot spare the lives of thieves or traitors. As King, this is not the path I walk.
[But... he glances over his shoulder.]
I have only one friend in this life, and any other. In defense of that life, and honoring the sacrifice made on my behalf, none shall be spared.