"...How come it's you?"
Gilgamesh stared blankly for quite a while before finally looking at Annanu and saying those words.
"What do you mean, 'How come it's me'?!"
Annanu's eyes widened. He grabbed Gilgamesh by the throat and roared, "I always knew you bastard had feelings for Enkidu! You have one attitude when you see Enkidu and another when you see me, huh?! I'll choke you all the way to the Throne of Heroes!"
"You fucking—let go of me, you fucking bastard—ahhh!!!"
Gilgamesh felt that this asshole Annanu was actually serious and began struggling violently.
"Ugh—cough, cough—"
After Annanu let go, Gilgamesh sprawled on the ground, looking as though he were on the verge of death.
He sat up and glared at Annanu furiously. "You bastard."
Annanu snickered and held out his hand to Gilgamesh. "You're no better. And why has your physique deteriorated so much?"
"If you want to gain something, you have to lose something. It couldn't be helped."
Taking Annanu's hand, Gilgamesh stood up. The two looked at each other, then suddenly smiled together.
"Welcome back."
"Yeah, we're back."
"By the way, what was that just now?" Gilgamesh bumped fists with Annanu, his expression turning puzzled as he frowned slightly. "Wasn't the one Zi Juan brought back Enkidu? How did it suddenly become you?"
Annanu raised an eyebrow, a sly smile curling at the corner of his mouth.
"Close your eyes first."
Gilgamesh gave Annanu a strange look, but obediently closed his eyes anyway.
"Alright, open them, Gil." The voice had changed again.
When he opened his eyes, sure enough, Annanu had turned back into Enkidu.
Gilgamesh: ?
But he was no fool. After thinking it over briefly, he understood what was going on.
"This is... a trait you two gained after becoming Servants?"
"More or less."