"Your concerns bear poor foundation," Gilgamesh tilted his head, curious as to why Asami even cared that he have a comfortable chair. So far as he knew, she was just someone utilizing the room rather than an attendant for his own sake. He made a dismissive gesture with his hand and began to swirl his wine beneath his nose, slowly enough to actually enjoy it.

"As it stands, I am the only one worthy of determining my own comfort and the necessity of my own presence," He let his eyes fall back on the others utilizing the room and with his utter relaxation, Gilgamesh sunk further against the racks. "Now, regardless of drink--there is none in this room who could cause myself any harm."

Said with confidence, Gilgamesh shrugged his shoulders, "And as I am here to oversee, there are none who put themselves in danger of being considered my enemy. At the moment, you could say there are none safer in this world than those under my watchful eye."