[ Oh, yes, Gilgamesh does have some memory of that. Actually, he had also been out that evening. He tries to remember exactly what he did during that particular outing... frankly, it all became something of a blur, past a point. But he also thinks he remembers maybe hearing something about revolutionary figures. There was a Lot that evening. ]

The city-state of dichotomies. Past and future. Brightness and darkness. Fierce asexuality juxtaposed against all manner of hedonism.

[ He takes a breath from that vape. ]

Well, truly, it suits me just fine. Even now.

[ He tries to think to whether he has tried this drug before. The first night, Gilgamesh thinks? He got pretty lit. He thinks. Pretty sure. Okay, but that has been a hot minute. It certainly is a lot to take in, that synaesthetia effect.

See, Lucy was envious of some things, but being from the future, her brain and synapses probably did have a few advantages. ]

And yet. Lucy. [ Would it be weird to add some title? ] Is magic a concern of yours? I was given to understand it was in no way your domain.

[ And yet she'd ended up fixated on this point, huh... ]