"The burden of a leader is not an easy one, and a king even moreso, for the power that one must wield with that level of responsibility–" Kaldur has his own doubts of his tenure as leader, though the others of his team had thought him good. And he knows well many of the burdens his king faces, and none of them are easy.

"That he can lean on you is a blessing, and a trust well-placed." There is a certainty in Kaldur's words as he speaks them. Even if Dia must work to avoid doubt of his own worth, Kaldur has never held such doubts to it. There's half a moment as his lips quirk up in a wry smile, before returning to something more neutral. "Would that I had such an ally to lean on when I lead my Team."

Kaldur laughs, after. "But you will have to forgive my surprise. Uruk would be near of an age as Atlantis, and there is little as old as my home, that King Gilgamesh even walks among us still sets me at awe, even having met him, and knowing of the Heroic Spirits of your world." The legendary status just seems more... real... with Gilgamesh than some of the other 'legends' he has met.

Kaldur drinks anyways, sipping quietly.

"Perhaps we should change the nature of our game, simply asking questions and enjoying our refreshments. Seeking truths instead, to better learn one another–" the flash of a smirk"–or to simply satisfy our own curiosity."

He leans back, settling against the keg.

"As for satisfying curiosity, what would you consider the most scandalous place the two of you have been 'engaged' in."