[Honesty is something that comes naturally to Diarmuid, and while he knows he is much different from most people, he expects it from others as well. Well, most others. Hearing such candid honesty from Gilgamesh is a very surprising thing. For what is not the first time this night, Diarmuid cannot help but wonder if the mysterious emotion shifting music is at play here. Before, it had just made people more relaxed and happy. At least, that is what he thought anyway, since he has yet to hear it himself. But here, it is making someone who is usually not so honest more so.

Should he say something? Or should he just wait and see if things get worse and then say something? The last thing Diarmuid wants to do is insult Gilgamesh on accident.]

Perhaps, but there is nothing wrong with being opposites. It also means that we compliment each other...

[Diarmuid's eyes come up from his glass then. There is surprise and curiosity in them.]

You like...watching me?

[As much as Diarmuid would like to say it is a relief to change the topic from Gilgamesh watching him to something else, he is not sure if the golden king asking about Grainne is what he would like that topic to be.]

Yes, that was my wife. Why do you ask?