Jeanne had been seated on the ground. She wasn't the type to be uncomfortable doing so, both she and her sister had been through worse in training in their original lives, even so the providing of an armchair was something she welcomed happily after it sprouted beneath her. "Aww, he gave us a chair! That's awesome. I really like this one~" she exclaimed but that was simply how Hoshimi Emi was. Ever likeable and capable of liking other people. Seeing such happiness on her face, made Artoria smile truly at her antics. "You are so absolutely and childishly kind, Emi..." she said shaking her head ever so gently. "Still, I thank you as well," Artoria sat in the way she'd become accustom since being in this new dress in Uruk. Right leg over left at the knee arm casually draped across her sword as she took a break from battle to explain. It seemed the first thing that needed explaining was titling in this world. "Ah, I see... the title King of Heroes, is one bestowed by the world. He has it likely because he was the first to show heroic deeds. Both myself and my little sister have also committed heroic deeds so we are also titled as heroes," she said firmly. "But we are also titled on our own. I am the Queen of Knights, because the King of Heroes cannot shut up when he sees the future, and she is Queen of Saints as named by the Holy Grail," she said once again nodding in her younger sister's direction. Jeanne took a minute to think about it as well and added something important. "Also, you have to be a Hero as well. My grail specifically summons those who the world has recognized as heroes, those who have done heroic acts. You wouldn't be here now if you weren't one too. The cards are Heroic Spirits... literally," she said offering a smile to the green haired being who'd sat for a tale. There was one more thing, which seemed to hit Artoria's ear the wrong way, and that was the reference this being had for themselves as a broken tool, "Even broken tools have use, I used a broken copy of Excalibur about two weeks ago to slay the White Titan. I would tell you anything I could you wish to know..." she said meaning that sentiment. It was not often in life one got to greet someone so important to someone else...
Moving on from that point. Artoria would clear her throat and start her tale. Explaining how, after Enkidu's death, his own epic spoke of him being afraid of death. She told the tale of his long walk to Mount Mashuu, in search of a way to get to Utnapishtim. She told him how the story says he approached 'man-scorpion' and his 'mate' at the base the mountain and was allowed to pass.
"When he had gone one league, the darkness became thick around him, for there was no light; he could see nothing ahead and nothing behind him.
After two leagues the darkness was thick and there was no light; he could see nothing ahead and nothing behind him.
After three leagues the darkness was thick, and there was no light; he could see nothing ahead and nothing behind him.
After four leagues the darkness was thick and there was no light; he could see nothing ahead and nothing behind him.
At the end of five leagues, the darkness was thick and there was no light; he could see nothing ahead and nothing behind him.
At the end of six leagues, the darkness was thick and there was no light; he could see nothing ahead and nothing behind him.
When he had gone seven leagues, the darkness was thick and there was no light; he could see nothing ahead and nothing behind him.
When he had gone eight leagues, Gilgamesh gave a great cry... for the darkness was thick and there was no light; he could see nothing ahead and nothing behind him.
After nine leagues, he felt the north wind on his face, but the darkness was thick and there was no light; he could see nothing ahead and nothing behind him.
After ten leagues, the end was near.
After eleven leagues, the dawn light appeared.
At the end of twelve leagues, the sun streamed out."
She said these words and had to stop herself from scoffing. Why were there so many lines on this point? Who needed to read all of this. A point of frustration made her brows furrow. Still she went on. Explaining how the King of Heroes hunted for himself, wore lions pelts and ate meat he killed. How he did not sleep but worked and worked until he met Siduri. She explained their meeting How they'd come to be companions on his journey. She told the tale all wrapped up about how Siduri ended up with him. About how he failed his test for immortality by sleeping for seven days after he needed to only stay awake for seven more. And then, how he was given the consolation prize he had to work to get. How he finally tasted success until while bathing a snake slithered up and stole it. She had told the ups and downs of this man's tale and how he'd ended up going on a journey and not getting anything he'd hoped for, how he'd laughed at his own misfortune before trying to head back to his city. "But then he ended up involved in the Second Holy Grail War," she said giving pause. That matter was one from her own perspective, it would require more thought to tell.