No, Lucy, unfortunately Gilgamesh still does not make much sense. Fate/ versions of heroes certainly aren't likely to be historically reliable, but his golden appearance is actually a result of his heritage as a demi-god. Fate vs. Historical Accuracy is definitely a thing, but honestly, being a blond twink was nothing, as that goes. Gilgamesh also has a jet craft in his vault which is apparently ancient Indian in origin (the Vimana), and that's still only the surface of the issues.
Also, he didn't really guess that she personally had unique abilities there. more that it was just a cool sci-fi/cyberpunk seeming thing which would ostensibly fit in with a city like this. also, this Link device apparently had some telepathic connections, as that goes. but Gilgamesh doesn't have anything beyond a very basic understanding of such things. at least not yet. if he remains here long enough, that is certain to change, isn't it?
"I see." Lucy seemed to be describing the technology of her own world, from what Gilgamesh could discern. "So the technology of your world -- the 'cyberdeck,' is compatible with the technology here? I am wondering whether such... interfaces, are something that exist here, that others of us on this path may also be expected to learn."
Gilgamesh isn't exactly opposed to gaining some abilities with neural fuckery, provided the neural fuckery doesn't end up reversed on him. And for one who was big on autonomy, that could be a bit of a concern within a city with the potentials this one seemed to have.
"Hmm, well, we could either continue to research with the means we have, or we could perhaps try to consult someone who might have some knowledge of this world's magic."
The apartment complex had both natives and Otherworlders alike from all backgrounds, after all. And the latter might be necessary in any case; it seemed as if the situation that had occasioned this baking catastrophe was a case of ingredients being used together which did not habitually go together and thus an unpredictable outcome, which meant that research might only get them so far. Lucy did seem pretty astute as such things went, but she also seemed very out her element. And honestly, even Gilgamesh was in this particular case...
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Also, he didn't really guess that she personally had unique abilities there. more that it was just a cool sci-fi/cyberpunk seeming thing which would ostensibly fit in with a city like this. also, this Link device apparently had some telepathic connections, as that goes. but Gilgamesh doesn't have anything beyond a very basic understanding of such things. at least not yet. if he remains here long enough, that is certain to change, isn't it?
"I see." Lucy seemed to be describing the technology of her own world, from what Gilgamesh could discern. "So the technology of your world -- the 'cyberdeck,' is compatible with the technology here? I am wondering whether such... interfaces, are something that exist here, that others of us on this path may also be expected to learn."
Gilgamesh isn't exactly opposed to gaining some abilities with neural fuckery, provided the neural fuckery doesn't end up reversed on him. And for one who was big on autonomy, that could be a bit of a concern within a city with the potentials this one seemed to have.
"Hmm, well, we could either continue to research with the means we have, or we could perhaps try to consult someone who might have some knowledge of this world's magic."
The apartment complex had both natives and Otherworlders alike from all backgrounds, after all. And the latter might be necessary in any case; it seemed as if the situation that had occasioned this baking catastrophe was a case of ingredients being used together which did not habitually go together and thus an unpredictable outcome, which meant that research might only get them so far. Lucy did seem pretty astute as such things went, but she also seemed very out her element. And honestly, even Gilgamesh was in this particular case...