[ he doesn't mind being used, that's just how it is. But, Masamune is unsure about the other part. Was it all just part of being used? Seems a little over the top, though, and Masamune is entirely unsure of what to make of it.
His thoughts are interrupted with being splattered with the hot and sticky liquid Gilgamesh releases, lifting one hand to wipe some that splattered his cheek in the process. That's that then.
Except... it's not, and Masamune blinks when he feels himself being drawn into the embrace. What is he doing???
Once again, Masamune's disposition changes slightly, less confident and now outwardly unsure of what's being demanded of him. Of course... he does not fight the other, but he really does look like a confused pet looking at their master and not understanding their sudden affectionate handling. ]
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His thoughts are interrupted with being splattered with the hot and sticky liquid Gilgamesh releases, lifting one hand to wipe some that splattered his cheek in the process. That's that then.
Except... it's not, and Masamune blinks when he feels himself being drawn into the embrace. What is he doing???
Once again, Masamune's disposition changes slightly, less confident and now outwardly unsure of what's being demanded of him. Of course... he does not fight the other, but he really does look like a confused pet looking at their master and not understanding their sudden affectionate handling. ]