[Someday, maybe Watanuki will learn to distinguish the nuances in Gilgamesh's moods, down to the occasional backhanded compliment that tends to lead back to pointing out what's in service to him. It's precisely because he's demanding that he will only have the best serving under him, and they are thus counted amongst his treasures.
He may or may not be looking forward to seeing what this mageling makes of himself once he's polished.
As for Merlin - he ducks his head and manages to smack some away, but still ends up playfully staggering backwards with a faceful (and mouthful) of flowers.]
Bwuh.
[Gilgamesh snorts.]
Keep this up and I may yet grant you both the position of jester instead of court mage. [The tablet book in his hand closes with a snap.] Your audience with me is over. Head back to your tower.
[That's what he intends, at least, as he turns around to find his way back to Uruk. Will Watanuki's dream let him leave, or will he have to wake himself up?]
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He may or may not be looking forward to seeing what this mageling makes of himself once he's polished.
As for Merlin - he ducks his head and manages to smack some away, but still ends up playfully staggering backwards with a faceful (and mouthful) of flowers.]
Bwuh.
[Gilgamesh snorts.]
Keep this up and I may yet grant you both the position of jester instead of court mage. [The tablet book in his hand closes with a snap.] Your audience with me is over. Head back to your tower.
[That's what he intends, at least, as he turns around to find his way back to Uruk. Will Watanuki's dream let him leave, or will he have to wake himself up?]