[Scene: Gilgamesh, Artoria, and Mash stand nearby, observing Ink as he engages in a conversation with himself, portraying different roles.]
Gilgamesh: (raising an eyebrow) What in the world is he doing?
Artoria: (smiling) It seems Ink is lost in his own world of conversations. Quite an interesting sight, isn't it?
Mash: (giggling) He's certainly full of surprises. I wonder what he'll come up with next.
[Ink continues his self-dialogue, switching between different roles with varying voices and expressions.]
Ink (as different characters): You killed my father!
Ink (as another character): No, I'm your father...
Ink (as yet another character): What!
Ink (as a different character): What, erm, I'm pregnant and you are the father...
Ink (as another character): What!?
Ink (as a different character): Erm, you are pregnant and I'm the baby!
Ink (as yet another character): WHAT!?
[Gilgamesh, Artoria, and Mash exchange bemused glances, unsure of how to react to Ink's improvised and nonsensical conversations.]
Gilgamesh: (smirking) I must admit, he has a knack for entertaining himself.
Artoria: (chuckling) It's as if he's living in his own unique universe, completely unfazed by logic or reason.
Mash: (giggling) He certainly knows how to make things interesting around here. I can't help but laugh.
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Ink in FGO
Ngẫu nhiênJust our forgetful never so serious painter... What was i saying again? On the Scarf it's written to go and buy eggs... Onward!
