Speaking only of the future that must be? Bloody, Clairvoyant individuals, removing choices from peoples' lives. Of course, Artoria couldn't actually blame that skill for the amount of smug Gilgamesh possessed in this moment. He was rather keenly able to manipulate her body, and seemed to take some strange form of entertainment from being the first to stir her in strange ways. "I... that is... I did not ask for forgiveness." That didn't even sound as forceful as she meant. While looking at him, while dangling on the precipice of something strange and maybe... exciting what was she supposed to say to him? That was scary... and exciting, maybe? Hoshimi Eri was never out of her depth, Artoria Pendragon was sovereign knight-queen of a nation, why did she feel like an embarrassed school girl right now?
Her body was betraying her. Her mind has started betraying her... even her own sense of self was crumbling with her curiosity. What did that little noise escaping her lips give her? It gave her another reflexive jolt caused by that finger tip still pressed against her. A spread of sensation that sent crimson down her face and neck to an extreme she wouldn't have found a way to quantify. And what words would the King of Heroes share, yes he advised moderation, but he also spoke of indulgence. He claimed there was no one else for someone like him to indulge in except his perfect queen and the same should be true on her end. Right. Those things were sensible enough, but she still hadn't agreed to his marriage proposal. She was a woman who did not understand his attraction to her, as honest and obvious as it was, it seemed illogical. Still, it was kind of something. It made her feel strange to hear such words directed solely at her. "Umphf~" those small noises seemed to escape whenever her mouth opened. "I cannot argue against the logic... But I barely considered myself anything until you made it blaringly obvious how you saw me..." she said carefully. He was still holding her body though. He would not release her. Or rather he could offer her a different kind of release? The king for her body, for this tingling feeling she now had with no idea how to deal with it? Would she fight with both herself and him forever? "I am for a battle against a formidable opponent... but I would much rather myself be in agreement about the subject," she said shortly. Still she was dangling on that thread feeling shooting down her body. "I will not deny my own curiosity, though I do not know this desire you speak of. If you would exploit the weakness of my words, I would have no one to blame but myself..." Chivalrous. Or was that a roundabout way of consenting to a release she did not fully understand? A challenge to make her regret her decision? She supposed it could be interpreted many ways but she could not deny liking being held like this, nor wanting her body to stop acting against her. If he could give her any of these things she supposed she would have a greater understanding for their next battle. Oh, but when did Artoria start looking forward to seeing the King of Heroes?