[At first, silence reigns, and perhaps faint hope sets in that she may have been left alone. But after those moments pass, Gilgamesh steps through one of the mirrors to greet her properly. He's very tall, even more so than a draenei, with legs a bit like hers but draconic features overtaking everything else.
The malice in his eyes that had been present in the reflections is gone, replaced by vibrant amusement.]
I could.
[Emphasis on could. She has his curiosity, anyway, which means any abject violence has been stalled for now.]
What sort of "elder" are you to chide me so? Who could say they have seen further than the great Gilgamesh?
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The malice in his eyes that had been present in the reflections is gone, replaced by vibrant amusement.]
I could.
[Emphasis on could. She has his curiosity, anyway, which means any abject violence has been stalled for now.]
What sort of "elder" are you to chide me so? Who could say they have seen further than the great Gilgamesh?