My apologies. Of course not. [Diarmuid reaches out and gently strokes back Gilgamesh's hair. He can tell very clearly that most of what the golden king is saying is a lie, but he will not call him on it. Instead, Diarmuid will just do his best to care for the golden king's busied ego, to polish his scuffed pride, and to help him back up to the throne that is so rightfully his.]
Come. My lap is both more comfortable and warmer than the ground. [What Diarmuid doesn't say is that he really just wants to hold Gilgamesh and convince himself that everything will be okay. Somehow. Somehow this curse the Black Shuck has placed on him will be lifted and Death will not come for either of them. Not this way, anyway.]
You know that I do not fear dying in battle. If that was the conclusion that Fate had chosen, then I would have gladly, and with honor, bled out in your arms. It would be a better end than the last time I bled out you know... [When Fionn had betrayed him, taunted him, and finally let him die...]
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[Diarmuid reaches out and gently strokes back Gilgamesh's hair. He can tell very clearly that most of what the golden king is saying is a lie, but he will not call him on it. Instead, Diarmuid will just do his best to care for the golden king's busied ego, to polish his scuffed pride, and to help him back up to the throne that is so rightfully his.]
Come. My lap is both more comfortable and warmer than the ground.
[What Diarmuid doesn't say is that he really just wants to hold Gilgamesh and convince himself that everything will be okay. Somehow. Somehow this curse the Black Shuck has placed on him will be lifted and Death will not come for either of them. Not this way, anyway.]
You know that I do not fear dying in battle. If that was the conclusion that Fate had chosen, then I would have gladly, and with honor, bled out in your arms. It would be a better end than the last time I bled out you know...
[When Fionn had betrayed him, taunted him, and finally let him die...]