[ Well, it doesn't take a genius to rub two brain cells together and quickly come to the conclusion -- this is an actual diamond person in front of him. He could only really speculate as to their true nature, if they don't need to eat or drink ... Are they something like a magus' familiar? A homunculus?

Gilgamesh's curiosity abounds and he rises. There's a noticeable small>clinking sound as he does, his gaze still intent on Diamond as he steps a bit closer. ]

The only one of your kind ... ? Ah, but it's difficult to picture one more brilliant than you. You can almost compete with my own radiance.

[ It's high praise for Gilgamesh but the tone is more like evaluating an art piece than genuinely complimenting a living ... being in front of him, even if they weren't human. ]

Were you constructed, or born of something else?