After watching Saber's little show against the fallen Berserker, it came as no surprise to King Gilgamesh that she evaded his chains. It remained disappointing, of course, but perhaps he was just disappointed overall. Why were those memories back? He'd all but forgotten his original life after decades upon decades in this world, but he remembered observing her just as he'd been doing today. "Tell me, Saber..." he spoke as both hands opened, almost as if he thought to welcome her approach with embrace. He did welcome her approach, but it was instead with the appearance of a golden sword of magnificent quality in his left hand. It was that blade which was held out to keep her initial slash at bay, while the sword's twin appeared in his right hand. "Do you know nothing of true pleasure?" he asked. With that, the second sword was swung. The slash was simple, aimed at her lower left side while her blade remained in contact with his first sword. He didn't seem to be trying very hard for overwhelming force to slay her. No, what he sought was an understanding of why she dared resist him.

In the meantime, Medea's defenses were crumbling more and more. Merlin could feel her every desire as if they tugged at his soul. What kind of man was he? The kind to answer those desires, whether consciously or otherwise. Speaking of consciousness, Medea's subconscious was doing some very interesting things. Merlin's eyes wandered briefly to witness stone pillars, candlelight ambiance, and... nothing fit to rest atop, bar a single altar. A temple? That was quite devious. Whatever the case, his various grips were joined by steps, guiding the pair toward said altar. Along the way, he took note of the fact that the hand upon her rear now felt only the meat of her backside. Excellent progress. Just as he was prepared to back her against the sturdy altar, Merlin brought about separation to their lips, gracing her tongue with his own for a few moments longer. "This is a place in your subconscious. A temple, really?" he said, breath caressing the Caster's face with each word. "That's pretty exciting, you know?" Interesting indeed. Now, Merlin's robes were gone completely. It went without saying that he already sported an erection; that was something he could manage by will alone. What even he was left curious about, however, was exactly what he'd be working with─ something else determined by his partner's core desire.