[Ozymandias glances up at Enkidu when they enter but his attention remains otherwise occupied by paper cats made of dark blue and gold paper. A book lay open in his lap as well as pen and paper. Ozymandias wears a frown, but not purely out of concentration. Only one of the little paper cats is beginning to shudder to life, but it is a very shuddering and slow start. The only reason why the paper cat is not drawing unwanted attention right now is that one of the larger sphinxes Ozymandias has learned to summon once more has the majority of smaller sphinxes occupied outside right now. (Enkidu likely witnessed the 10 v. 1 match when coming inside.) Those that aren't outside wrestling in what remains of winter are napping in various places throughout the house.]
[A single word puts the spell to an end and the paper cat goes still once more. Ozymandias lifts his paper and pen, beginning to flip through the book in his lap.]
Can it wait? I am in the middle of something right now, Enkidu.
[As he so often is these days. Compared to when Enkidu first moved in, Ozymandias is actually rarely home during the day like this. Or at the very least, rarely home without company. It is even rarer to find him sitting idly.]
[Enkidu stays for a moment and watches silently as Ozymandias' is trying to manipulate paper cats. They make a mental note that they should pick up their own studies as soon as possible again.
Finally they pick up the bag and wander off towards the kitchen.]
Hmm...it has been a long time ago since we were both here at the same moment.
[They aren't much here either. Bonding does such things, apparently. And then there is the entire project that entails building a treehouse.]
Thus I would like it if you could make a little time.
[Ozymandias has a difficult time fathoming that much of anything merits tearing his attention away from his studies at the present moment, and so he chooses not to follow Enkidu nor look after them as they leave the room.]
Speak then. [He pauses on a page, flipping briefly to the next before back once more. A finger glides down the page before stilling on a paragraph that he reads silently.] And do so quickly.
[Enkidu breaks the bread in two and starts to prepare it with mostly cheese.]
It seems Gil has found a house to live in. And he wants me to live with him as well. [And that is logic because, in the end, that is the one thing they truly wants.] So I will have to pack my belongings soon and leave your house.
[Despite the fact that it is logic to stand at Gil's side, there is still some sort of melancholic feeling when it comes to moving out of this place. After all, there is no other place with playful sphynx kitties and, let's be fair, Ozymandias is far more patient than Gil can be.
Enkidu looks over their shoulder.]
It is odd. I have good memories about this place. And the bed you provided me with is quite soft.
[What Enkidu shares with Ozymandias is of no surprise to him. If anything, he's surprised it's taken this long. Not the part where Gilgamesh took some time to find suitable lodgings, of course. There is really nothing suitable in this city for any sort of royalty without making at least a few compromises (if one is being generous). But it would see to Ozymandias that with how much Enkidu was longing for the company of their friend, they might have left sooner. In fact, he anticipated Enkidu's departure would have been the same day of Gilgamesh's arrival.]
[But then again, Ozymandias is not privy to the conversations between Gilgamesh and Enkidu. Who knows what was said and agreed upon, and if that might have held any influence.]
[Still, he is quiet a moment after Enkidu finishes speaking. Not greatly distracted from what he is reading given the predictability, but quiet all the same. All at the same time, it seems as though Enkidu has been here for a great length of time and hardly for any time at all. They came to live with Ozymandias in time that he would rather not think of again if it could be helped with Saber gone and Berserker moving out shortly thereafter. It had been a quiet and dull place. Overtones of grief darkening the mansion in a way most unbefitting the God-King of the Sun.]
[Ozymandias won't say that it will be quiet around here without Enkidu because they were never particularly loud, but it will feel...something lesser perhaps all the same.]
You tell me things I already know, Enkidu. [He looks up from his book.] There is no need, however, to speak of such things with such finality. It is not as though we shall never see one another again, nor that you should find yourself banished from this house the moment you leave. I extend to you the same offer I extend to Berserker.
[If there is ever a need for shelter, they will be able to find it within Ozymandias' household. Even if it is just for the sake of paying a visit for a few hours.]
[When Enkidu turns they are holding an abomination that looks like a sandwich with cheese in one hand and a mug with beer in the other. They listen to the other's words and realize how unique this situation truly is. First of all, they have never owned anything but the clothes and jewels given to them by Gil. But here they are, owning books and screaming little plant creatures. There are pictures on the wall of their bedroom and they have their own shoes.
Almost as if they were leading the life of a human.]
Hmm...it took Gil quite some time. [They chuckle a little.] Ah...it is quite small and cramped. Small rooms. He also wants his Master to move in with me and him. I wonder how it will fit. [Still, at the end of it all it doesn't matter. Gil will be at their side again.] I appreciate that. Does it mean I can keep the key you have given me? Or do you want me to return it to you?
[Privately, Ozymandias believes it will likely not be long before Gilgamesh begins seeking or demanding more space for himself. This is not so much a disparagement as an assumption predicated on the simple fact that being king affords one certain entitlements. While certain kings may be satisfied with less, comfortable with rescinding the luxuries that would typically be afforded to them, Gilgamesh is no such king.]
You may keep it. [He trusts them not to abuse the privilege.] Although if the King of Heroes takes offense at it remaining in your possession, it shall not offend me for you to return it.
[How Archer may respond to Enkidu still holding onto a key to their former residence is a little less predictable to Ozymandias, but he will not interpret whatever the reaction may be as an insult. The bond that lies between Enkidu and Gilgamesh is simply that. Between them.]
[Would Gilgamesh be offended? That is always a question they should ask themselves and for a moment the look on their face is a pensive one.]
I will keep it. Gil might complain but...I think of it as a gift. [They hold the key up as if it is the biggest treasure ever.] One of trust. After all, you trust me not to enter and take all your furniture.
[Then they nod.]
I will tell Gil of this. And explain to him that you trust me.
[...Were he not a king and more than capable of suppressing the very natural urge to make a face, he would have looked up at Enkidu plainly perplexed at the mention of taking his furniture.]
[Because... Well, yes. That's true. He doesn't anticipate that Enkidu would enter this residence and plunder it, but that's... That's not...???]
[In any case, Ozymandias decides to let it be. They understand the gist of the gesture even if the specifics are a little...off.]
I'm sure he will demonstrate wisdom and understand.
[Which is to say that Gilgamesh will be able to parse through Enkidu's somewhat strange logic and understand.]
He will. He has been very accepting about my friendship with others. [The platonic sort of friendship, that is.] He hasn't challenged any of them for a battle yet. Perhaps I have underestimated him, thinking his soul would not grow in such a way. [Enkidu tucks the key away.] I have been a bit of a fool.
[But then again, feelings are difficult, living like a human is difficult...]
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[A single word puts the spell to an end and the paper cat goes still once more. Ozymandias lifts his paper and pen, beginning to flip through the book in his lap.]
Can it wait? I am in the middle of something right now, Enkidu.
[As he so often is these days. Compared to when Enkidu first moved in, Ozymandias is actually rarely home during the day like this. Or at the very least, rarely home without company. It is even rarer to find him sitting idly.]
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Finally they pick up the bag and wander off towards the kitchen.]
Hmm...it has been a long time ago since we were both here at the same moment.
[They aren't much here either. Bonding does such things, apparently. And then there is the entire project that entails building a treehouse.]
Thus I would like it if you could make a little time.
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Speak then. [He pauses on a page, flipping briefly to the next before back once more. A finger glides down the page before stilling on a paragraph that he reads silently.] And do so quickly.
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It seems Gil has found a house to live in. And he wants me to live with him as well. [And that is logic because, in the end, that is the one thing they truly wants.] So I will have to pack my belongings soon and leave your house.
[Despite the fact that it is logic to stand at Gil's side, there is still some sort of melancholic feeling when it comes to moving out of this place. After all, there is no other place with playful sphynx kitties and, let's be fair, Ozymandias is far more patient than Gil can be.
Enkidu looks over their shoulder.]
It is odd. I have good memories about this place. And the bed you provided me with is quite soft.
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[But then again, Ozymandias is not privy to the conversations between Gilgamesh and Enkidu. Who knows what was said and agreed upon, and if that might have held any influence.]
[Still, he is quiet a moment after Enkidu finishes speaking. Not greatly distracted from what he is reading given the predictability, but quiet all the same. All at the same time, it seems as though Enkidu has been here for a great length of time and hardly for any time at all. They came to live with Ozymandias in time that he would rather not think of again if it could be helped with Saber gone and Berserker moving out shortly thereafter. It had been a quiet and dull place. Overtones of grief darkening the mansion in a way most unbefitting the God-King of the Sun.]
[Ozymandias won't say that it will be quiet around here without Enkidu because they were never particularly loud, but it will feel...something lesser perhaps all the same.]
You tell me things I already know, Enkidu. [He looks up from his book.] There is no need, however, to speak of such things with such finality. It is not as though we shall never see one another again, nor that you should find yourself banished from this house the moment you leave. I extend to you the same offer I extend to Berserker.
[If there is ever a need for shelter, they will be able to find it within Ozymandias' household. Even if it is just for the sake of paying a visit for a few hours.]
[He looks back down at his book.]
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Almost as if they were leading the life of a human.]
Hmm...it took Gil quite some time. [They chuckle a little.] Ah...it is quite small and cramped. Small rooms. He also wants his Master to move in with me and him. I wonder how it will fit. [Still, at the end of it all it doesn't matter. Gil will be at their side again.] I appreciate that. Does it mean I can keep the key you have given me? Or do you want me to return it to you?
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You may keep it. [He trusts them not to abuse the privilege.] Although if the King of Heroes takes offense at it remaining in your possession, it shall not offend me for you to return it.
[How Archer may respond to Enkidu still holding onto a key to their former residence is a little less predictable to Ozymandias, but he will not interpret whatever the reaction may be as an insult. The bond that lies between Enkidu and Gilgamesh is simply that. Between them.]
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I will keep it. Gil might complain but...I think of it as a gift. [They hold the key up as if it is the biggest treasure ever.] One of trust. After all, you trust me not to enter and take all your furniture.
[Then they nod.]
I will tell Gil of this. And explain to him that you trust me.
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[Because... Well, yes. That's true. He doesn't anticipate that Enkidu would enter this residence and plunder it, but that's... That's not...???]
[In any case, Ozymandias decides to let it be. They understand the gist of the gesture even if the specifics are a little...off.]
I'm sure he will demonstrate wisdom and understand.
[Which is to say that Gilgamesh will be able to parse through Enkidu's somewhat strange logic and understand.]
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He will. He has been very accepting about my friendship with others. [The platonic sort of friendship, that is.] He hasn't challenged any of them for a battle yet. Perhaps I have underestimated him, thinking his soul would not grow in such a way. [Enkidu tucks the key away.] I have been a bit of a fool.
[But then again, feelings are difficult, living like a human is difficult...]
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Archer's mind is a difficult one to know.
End?
[When he shakes his head, they nod slowly.]