[ Well, that does explain a lot about Gilgamesh, Lucy has to admit. He was quite literally made to lead, to guide humanity, to be a king, whatever his official title is. He's made to fight the world's evils, and he cannot be anything other than what is in his nature. So of course he's trying to take the reins in Magisteria and assign himself responsibility, of course he's already considering himself responsible for what happens here.

No, Lucy's not ready to face all the world's evils. Even with Gilgamesh by her side. Even with Musashi by her side. She's not a warrior like them, she's not a hero.

What, then, was Lucy Kushinada made for? She can barely think of the answer; it's too tied up in visions of wires and glitches and children's cries and pain. ]

It's a good thing Magisteria has someone like you then, huh.

[ It comes out a little jaded, Luzy's gaze tipped back to the sky rather than watching Gilgamesh. Suddenly, she's all too aware of the incredible difference between them. A king and a gutter rat. A hero and an edgerunner. A man with access to all the world's pleasures and a woman who still hasn't decorated her apartment. ]

I get it. You're made to take on the burden of fighting evil. You can't not. It's pretty noble, actually, even if you're saying it's just your nature.