[Deep breath in, deep breath out. As no one else can and no one else ever will, Enkidu calms Gilgamesh to stillness. Tears still slide down his face, and he still suffers in his tyrant's heart, but no longer does he appear ready to collapse. That shall come later, in the arms of some poor whore who would help him forget all this.
Against himself, Gilgamesh rests his hands atop Enkidu's own, and tries to smile. He tries, and tries, and tries, but it's just wrong. He tries anyway, because Enkidu told him do not do that, because Enkidu always speaks wisdom and so he must abide it.]
Of course, I misbehaved. Forgive me.
[He really shouldn't. It's still his fault, thousands of years later. He keeps trying.]
Let me shelter you. Let me show you goodness, great Enkidu, ever my equal, ever my beloved brother.
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[Deep breath in, deep breath out. As no one else can and no one else ever will, Enkidu calms Gilgamesh to stillness. Tears still slide down his face, and he still suffers in his tyrant's heart, but no longer does he appear ready to collapse. That shall come later, in the arms of some poor whore who would help him forget all this.
Against himself, Gilgamesh rests his hands atop Enkidu's own, and tries to smile. He tries, and tries, and tries, but it's just wrong. He tries anyway, because Enkidu told him do not do that, because Enkidu always speaks wisdom and so he must abide it.]
Of course, I misbehaved. Forgive me.
[He really shouldn't. It's still his fault, thousands of years later. He keeps trying.]
Let me shelter you. Let me show you goodness, great Enkidu, ever my equal, ever my beloved brother.