[Gilgamesh either doesn't pick up on or doesn't particularly care for those fearful reactions, as he only draws nearer rather than away. And those eyes are indeed focused on her, intensely so. When Gilgamesh found a target of obsession, he tended not to let go of it—not for anything. Such was the extent of his so-called passions.
However, he at least seems to sense her discomfort so high up, and so together they begin to float slowly back down. Still with his head nestled on her shoulder, still with that smoldering gaze that couldn't really be mistaken for anything else.
It was sometimes said that Gilgamesh's ludicrously high Charisma was something of a curse. Perhaps none know that better than Pearl right now.]
Let us get you back inside. You seem to have a particularly low threshold for, ah, excitement.
[He's gently poking fun. But a note of concern lingers there that perhaps she didn't do so well with heights.]
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However, he at least seems to sense her discomfort so high up, and so together they begin to float slowly back down. Still with his head nestled on her shoulder, still with that smoldering gaze that couldn't really be mistaken for anything else.
It was sometimes said that Gilgamesh's ludicrously high Charisma was something of a curse. Perhaps none know that better than Pearl right now.]
Let us get you back inside. You seem to have a particularly low threshold for, ah, excitement.
[He's gently poking fun. But a note of concern lingers there that perhaps she didn't do so well with heights.]