A trilling hum fills the air, a finger twirling thick, mahogany tresses ‘round it -- a bold stance is taken, yet a meek expression curves her lips whilst a proposal calmly waltzes off her tongue as she utters it;
❛ — Ah, Gilgamesh, w-.. would you be opposed to my treating you to dinner tonight? ❜
All or nothin’, kids.







