[Not yet is more than good enough. Already this is more than he expected from her, more than he could have ever wanted; even Kirei seemed unsure when first presented with Gilgamesh's offer, but went through with it, anyway. Not yet is more like ask again later as far as Gilgamesh is concerned. Which he will, now that the seed has been planted and he's assured his place as a fixation at the Citadel for some time to come.

Ultimately, marquis is just a pretty title he doesn't really need. What needs is her trust, her commitment, and her cooperation. As long as all of the above follow, he's convinced she'll give him anything. Or rather everything to compliment what he already owns.

When their hands come together, that tension breaks in a lazy grin, and he flops to the side to look at her. As before, with eyes that sparkle and a face that is handsome and lovely and hides all of the truth.

I'll never love anyone again, he vows, even in this pleasant facade. And most especially not you.]

All this talk has me feeling so stiff. There's no need to let me down when I feel higher than ever, so don't worry about things like that. I am the great King who walks a great path, and it winds wherever I please.

[That is an absolute certainty. That she can place her faith in. Regardless of what happens, Gilgamesh continues along the road he's claimed for himself. He stops for nothing and no one. Bringing her hands to his face, he shuts his eyes, content.]

When you wish to walk it with me, I shall always await you from the very beginning to the very end. Remember that.