"I will obey this order, but there is one thing I must ask in return, " Diarmuid leans closer to Gilgamesh, his fingers sliding back though the golden king's hair until he is cradling the back of the man's head in his hand. He meets Gilgamesh's eyes unafraid of what he may see there as he speaks, "You must let go with me. Do not just say you will and then hold it back within you. You must truly let go. There are things in life. Things we believe we need. Things we desire more than anything, but sometimes to be who we really are, to make it to what we are meant to be, we have to let those things go."

Let go, dear king. It is better that way...

"Perhaps, I am a foolish subject, but this is what my heart tells me. If we are going to be together, we must do this together."

It is better...for you both.

"Please...travel this path with me. Do not part from me so soon..."

Don't be afraid. We are in this together.