[Enkidu lingers around the kitchen for a long time, listening to the other as he tells his story. They're looking at a small bottle of wine sitting there close to the sink. It is Gil's. And their shoulders slump a little at the sheer sight of it. As if he could still walk into the room any second.

Their dearest friend.

Before they might sink back into more sadness and melancholy they force themselves to turn and join Lio.]

Hmm that isn't a strange concept to me. Humans chasing away the humans who do not look and behave like them. It is strange, there are so many sorts of humans but still...they are all human. At times I wonder why it is difficult for them to embrace that fact. It would really deminish all the useless wars that has be fought.

[Humans and their hunger for battle, it is still something they cannot entirely grasp. Even as a divine weapon, even as a tool used in humanity's battles, it remains a mystery.]

I do understand it is a frustrating thing. To be a human but not accepted as a human. [A sigh.] For all the wonderful things humanity is capable of...they do know how to complicate some matters.

[They gesture at the beer.]

Please drink some.