Insolent fool. [The toothy grin Gilgamesh is sporting, however, is probably a good indication that he doesn't mind the talkback, and the magic circle he's cast only shines brighter in response. This much he can do at the moment - in his time, it's still months before he goes past the point of being a diligent overseer and overworks himself to death.] Don't presume a mongrel like you can ever hope to outclass a king. Instead, work hard and prove your worthiness to serve me.

[Merlin, meanwhile, remains silent until the storm, so to speak, dies down, his rapt attention entirely focused on Watanuki as he also uses his Clairvoyance to get a better grasp of the situation and his pupil. He hadn't even bothered putting up a barrier as Gilgamesh had, and his robe doesn't count. Just how linked is this zone to that youth?

He senses the moment the mana around them shifts to focus on Watanuki's hand - to gather, form, then settle.

...and what a fine thing his pupil's crafted!]

That's certainly an uncommon magic focus [as in 'foci'], but we can make do if that's what you wish.

Shall I begin crafting a giant ladle-staff for you once we're back at Avalon?

[He might be talking shit here.

Maybe.

Watanuki is absolutely going to get a second joke wand or staff as a gift. Don't worry, it'll be usable. Just utensil-shaped.]