[ it's a barked order as he continues to absolutely manhandle Sampo, hefting him about like he's feathers, or half his size--as opposed to being a perfectly healthy man that's taller than Gilgamesh himself.
he plops Sampo down like--like--like he's dunking a frozen turkey into a warm water bath, and the sight of Sampo flustered and damp and sad just... Sampo begins to laugh and Gilgamesh tries to sit stern and resolute, but he's been running on overdrive and Sampo's hair is flopped against his skull and Gil just sits down and puts his forehead on the rim of the tub, uncaring that he's sitting in Sampo's turkey water as he finally cracks, cackling with a mirth that's more of a manic shrieking, grasping the edge of the tub like he'll float away if he's not rooted down. ]
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[ it's a barked order as he continues to absolutely manhandle Sampo, hefting him about like he's feathers, or half his size--as opposed to being a perfectly healthy man that's taller than Gilgamesh himself.
he plops Sampo down like--like--like he's dunking a frozen turkey into a warm water bath, and the sight of Sampo flustered and damp and sad just... Sampo begins to laugh and Gilgamesh tries to sit stern and resolute, but he's been running on overdrive and Sampo's hair is flopped against his skull and Gil just sits down and puts his forehead on the rim of the tub, uncaring that he's sitting in Sampo's turkey water as he finally cracks, cackling with a mirth that's more of a manic shrieking, grasping the edge of the tub like he'll float away if he's not rooted down. ]
Stop fighting me, you wet cat of a man!