[ the stare from the king is hard, relentless and honestly, in a way, painful. It made him feel somewhat warm in his chest to see gil fighting for him hard--knowing that for the first time in years, he has someone in his corner that he could rely on without paranoia that it was just a trick to corner him. But now as Gil stares him down like this and calls him cruel... that warmth is quickly fading and he finds himself feeling very small, very sore. He knows what he did was stupid and he isn't unaware of how this situation is making Gil feel. To have him back after losing him once was a joy, but the fear of losing him again is what's driving the gilded man's actions and words, but.

As he slows down a little, lying, half dressed, in a pool of water that was certainly too hot on a normal day, Sampo gives Gil a look that can truly only be described as hurt. ]

You think I wanted this?
To live freely for the first time In a decade, with you no less, is a crazy fever dream come true. I haven't been this happy in years.

You think I'd do something to put that at risk casually? On purpose??

[ forest green eyes focus hard on ruby red ones. ]

Nothing about this is easy. Or casual. Or anything you're thinking.
This is terrifying, Gil.
I'm Scared. I can't sleep, I hate eating, and now the one good thing in my life is being turned upside down in a way that makes me aware that I've fucked up again so irreversibly that--if it's ever fixed, all I can look forward to is being thrown out on my ass for making a mistake.

What I want more than anything else right now is comfort from my partner. From you.
I want to be held and told I'm going to be okay.
Not thrown into a vat of boiling water and called a cruel idiot.