People destroy one another every day, every second. What difference does this act of chaos make?

[ Gilgamesh walked over to his throne and propped himself down. Legs crossed as he rested his cheek against his knuckles. Watching the blue-haired boy who was so close to death. ]

However, like I say, if you wish to join in that pointless royale, be my guest and jump off. Nobody here is stopping you.

[ Which is true. Gilgamesh may have fished Minato out of whim but he won't stop the boy from facing his death ( again ). ]