If that's what you really wish to do, I'll meet that fate without cowardice. My life is yours to do with as you will.
[He won't run. If Gilgamesh wants to kill him, there'd be no point in doing so anyway. He'll give himself, whether it means dying or anything else. It's Gil walking away and never coming back that scares him most. That would hurt so much he's not sure he could get back on his feet -- at least not for awhile. He knows his family wouldn't let him wallow forever, but he'd be tempted.]
I only ask that if you spare it, you let me use it to follow you.
Oh? Your gesture is admirable - surely as King I could not refuse such an offer.
[Is it fear or respect that forces him to make such a pledge?
(There is a third option, something called "love," that Gilgamesh will not consider)
He's curious, enough to consent to sparing this life, and the show of submission quells his anger and allows him to, for the moment, forget about those troublesome memories. For now, everything is at it should be, just as the King of Heroes likes it.]
...Very well. If you will serve me, then this is my first order: show me the world I've been summoned into. I can only hope it is as pleasing as I recall.
[Gil might not remember clearly, but Tokiomi does. It's the memories of those two weeks, both horrible and wonderful, that have driven him ever since. He'll never know what kind of person he would have turned out to be without that incident, but with the seeds that Gil placed and Emiya Kiritsugu's big mismatched family nurtured, he's grown into someone he's sure that smaller Gilgamesh would be proud of.
The current Tohsaka Tokiomi is still a hard worker and still graceful. He's still the sort to bow to the man in front of him despite their past. But he's also the sort who lets himself feel (though he tries to be subtle about drying the tears that well up at hearing that same demand again). Most importantly, he isn't so terrified or disinterested at the prospect of going out.]
As you wish. The door is up the stairs and to your left.
[As a boy, he'd take the stairs two or three at a time - however many his legs would allow - and clamber outside to investigate. The world had been something worth hurrying for when he was too young to realize what a disgusting place it was.
Now it was his and going nowhere, because he hadn't commanded it to do so. He's more languid now, in an arrogant, deliberate sort of way, and clearly far too accustomed to being pampered and feared.
The door is shoved open carelessly, and Gilgamesh glares down at Tokiomi, impatient.]
[He's perfectly willing to pamper Gilgamesh. He isn't afraid of him, though. As formidable as this version is, he's still a form of the bright and eager boy that saved Tokiomi in innumerable ways, taking only his first kiss (and, truthfully, his heart) as payment.
As such he's cautiously cheerful as he follows Gil up the stairs.]
Certainly there is a marketplace you could show me. Do your best to not leave me bored.
[Behind his casual, demanding presence is a bit of curiosity, a question that he wants answered: have you learned? Or did you forget while he was gone and remain frightened?]
[His highness is, without a doubt, pleased by Tokiomi's service as tour guide. Ignoring the stares he's getting (Because even in Australia, "tall, loud blonde with bizarre fashion" draws its own share of attention), he flits from store to store, commenting on the clothes, the jewelry, the electronics -- he even pauses to examine a Nintendo DS before giving Tokiomi an expectant look]
I do not suppose your people make habit of paying tribute to royalty.
[He follows, casually preening over his success. Yes, this Master is more certainly acceptable. For the moment, Gil feels at ease about the strange affection he feels for Tokiomi.]
[The king graciously accepts the gift, though seems like there's no need to paint the thing. He's sparkling over the box alone.]
I will be waiting. It was a true disappointment to be called back to the throne without laying hands on this device!
[In his distracted pleasure, he forgets his restraint and speaks of the last time he was summoned. It's a perfectly natural motion, something that's become a part of him.]
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[He won't run. If Gilgamesh wants to kill him, there'd be no point in doing so anyway. He'll give himself, whether it means dying or anything else. It's Gil walking away and never coming back that scares him most. That would hurt so much he's not sure he could get back on his feet -- at least not for awhile. He knows his family wouldn't let him wallow forever, but he'd be tempted.]
I only ask that if you spare it, you let me use it to follow you.
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[Is it fear or respect that forces him to make such a pledge?
He's curious, enough to consent to sparing this life, and the show of submission quells his anger and allows him to, for the moment, forget about those troublesome memories. For now, everything is at it should be, just as the King of Heroes likes it.]
...Very well. If you will serve me, then this is my first order: show me the world I've been summoned into. I can only hope it is as pleasing as I recall.
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The current Tohsaka Tokiomi is still a hard worker and still graceful. He's still the sort to bow to the man in front of him despite their past. But he's also the sort who lets himself feel (though he tries to be subtle about drying the tears that well up at hearing that same demand again). Most importantly, he isn't so terrified or disinterested at the prospect of going out.]
As you wish. The door is up the stairs and to your left.
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Now it was his and going nowhere, because he hadn't commanded it to do so. He's more languid now, in an arrogant, deliberate sort of way, and clearly far too accustomed to being pampered and feared.
The door is shoved open carelessly, and Gilgamesh glares down at Tokiomi, impatient.]
Do not make me wait.
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As such he's cautiously cheerful as he follows Gil up the stairs.]
I wouldn't dare. Where would you like to go?
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[Behind his casual, demanding presence is a bit of curiosity, a question that he wants answered: have you learned? Or did you forget while he was gone and remain frightened?]
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Which way depends on if you want food or trinkets.
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Surely I could care less for peasant's swill. I'd rather see what trinkets your people have to offer now.
[He never did get that gameboy]
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[And off we go to the nearest shopping district YEAH!!]
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I do not suppose your people make habit of paying tribute to royalty.
[Yes, he wants it]
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[He's amused, and he lets it show. Gil's different now for sure, but it's easy to see the boy he knew in this troublesome man.]
What colour do you think suits you best?
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[Hear that, Nintendo? He's criticizing you]
Still, this once I will allow my curiosity to trump my choosiness. Silver will suffice.
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[Either way, he's heading in to buy his Gil a present.]
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Then I will allow you to do so.
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[Shortly he is in possesion of a silver DS, which he presents to Gil.]
We'll have it altered in a few days.
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I will be waiting. It was a true disappointment to be called back to the throne without laying hands on this device!
[In his distracted pleasure, he forgets his restraint and speaks of the last time he was summoned. It's a perfectly natural motion, something that's become a part of him.]
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[Honest? Yes. There is true affection on his face.]