Why would I remember the name of a rude child that I've spoken to once? People like you are a penny to a pound; why would I bother to give you the regard you seem to think you're oddly entitled to?
[ there's a curl to his lip and his eyes are narrowed, pupils drawn to tight, irritated slits as he wonders at the sheer audacity of this woman--and her entire 'I've never been punched in the mouth for running it' demeanor. Gil does his best to school his temper because she doesn't deserve to stir his passions.
a gnat is a gnat. it behaves how it must, but that doesn't mean it needs more consideration than a good wave of the hand. he settles on cold contempt, continuing to look at her as if she's having a fit in public, happy to mark her as the unreasonable one for any nearby gawking eyes. ]
And whatever I may seem like, you are an absolute lunatic to walk up to someone you mislike simply to accost them for doing nothing that concerns you. Here you are, able to curate your space and your life, and you choose to spend your precious time being a brat about only the gods know what? Are you so gifted with extra time that you've nothing better to do?
[ she continues her snippy little campaign and Gilgamesh. tilts his head? eyes still narrowed as if he's looking at a puzzle that he can't find an answer for, a bare hint of pity clouding his expression. ]
Do you want pity for being so terribly incurious? You know nothing about me, I know nothing about you, so why is this interaction happening? What do you want? Who are you?
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[ there's a curl to his lip and his eyes are narrowed, pupils drawn to tight, irritated slits as he wonders at the sheer audacity of this woman--and her entire 'I've never been punched in the mouth for running it' demeanor. Gil does his best to school his temper because she doesn't deserve to stir his passions.
a gnat is a gnat. it behaves how it must, but that doesn't mean it needs more consideration than a good wave of the hand. he settles on cold contempt, continuing to look at her as if she's having a fit in public, happy to mark her as the unreasonable one for any nearby gawking eyes. ]
And whatever I may seem like, you are an absolute lunatic to walk up to someone you mislike simply to accost them for doing nothing that concerns you. Here you are, able to curate your space and your life, and you choose to spend your precious time being a brat about only the gods know what? Are you so gifted with extra time that you've nothing better to do?
[ she continues her snippy little campaign and Gilgamesh. tilts his head? eyes still narrowed as if he's looking at a puzzle that he can't find an answer for, a bare hint of pity clouding his expression. ]
Do you want pity for being so terribly incurious? You know nothing about me, I know nothing about you, so why is this interaction happening? What do you want? Who are you?