There was indeed a question on the table before Artoria and unlike her normal sustanence it required consideration. How did one progress from this point? She was unsure... beyond that lack of understanding there was the problem of this man's behavior changing her own so drastically she was currently at the point where forming sentences was difficult. Of course, his snarky questioning and annoying nature seemed to balance out the overt desire she felt for him. Always playing tug of war with her emotions, Artoria jumped from desirous, to murderous, back to desirous over the span of a few seconds. 'I like his attitude and he still annoys me... I am definitely strange.' The woman came to this conclusion all on her own, but aloud she had something else to say. "The unmitigated gall one must possess to cause a problem and then blame the one you gave it to for their reaction," she stated. This man really knew how to push her buttons, how she'd not managed to attack him over the course of this day was astounding to her. Truly.
Ah, but again more important matters, because she was looking at his face and he was looking at hers. More or less, they stayed in a semi-constant staring contest. He claimed her distraction was nonexistent and she still needed to respond. Ah, but he still had more snark to give today, this time wondering if his face was a distraction because apparently hers was to him. If it were even possible Artoria's face flushed more than it was already. Actually, the reasoning behind it simply shifted even as that finger dragged along her bottom lip until his hand found her chin again. "I said no such thing!" was her immediate reaction. This man caused in her a fluster that left statements unanswered and compliments unacknowledged. Artoria was never sure how to properly separate the things he said to her, and with compliments falling from his face while he was so very close to her, she hadn't at all the necessary distance to calm her own nerves before plying to him. A huff escaped the lass but she did not move from this man, her decision on this man known as Gilgamesh had not changed at all, even as he annoyed her, even as he complimented her, even as he made her feel strangely about herself and him at the same time. "As for what now, I came here seeking you because yours was the face I wanted to see most. You alone sparked this strange feeling and you alone are meant to sate it. And show me this thing you call 'bliss'," she stated seeming quite certain of this regardless of her own immaturity. "I only move forward, to whatever the next step in that understanding is... without regret or hesitation." What a strange mix of things that statement was, but, Artoria herself was a strange mix of things. It made sense to her to express herself this way. Still she studied his face, she could almost question why it was him she was attracted to, but she was quite certain she was attracted to him. She did not look at other people the way she looked at Gilgamesh.