[And Gilgamesh, for the third time, reaches for the box and presents it with a flourish. The lid opens to reveal a fancy ring of silver and gold, with a striking garnet set in the middle. It radiates power from the moment it's exposed, thrumming as if Gilgamesh addresses it personally with every word.
And in a way, he does.]
I herald gold and red as the colors of my station. And that is you, all around me, in dazzling white. The gem contains a drop of my blood which shall respond to your distress if grazed by your fingers or otherwise touched.
[A melodramatic touch for a melodramatic man. His lashes flutter in a handsome sort of way as he dips his head, just a little. Just enough.]
I will hear it, the aching that resides within the depths of your heart, and I will come.
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[And Gilgamesh, for the third time, reaches for the box and presents it with a flourish. The lid opens to reveal a fancy ring of silver and gold, with a striking garnet set in the middle. It radiates power from the moment it's exposed, thrumming as if Gilgamesh addresses it personally with every word.
And in a way, he does.]
I herald gold and red as the colors of my station. And that is you, all around me, in dazzling white. The gem contains a drop of my blood which shall respond to your distress if grazed by your fingers or otherwise touched.
[A melodramatic touch for a melodramatic man. His lashes flutter in a handsome sort of way as he dips his head, just a little. Just enough.]
I will hear it, the aching that resides within the depths of your heart, and I will come.