[ (you know, given that he copied ishtar's saint graph perfectly, it's pretty likely) ]

Wahahaha, classic Gil! But now I need to make sure I don't mess up the timeline... Well, it's already fucked up as it is. [ Imagine Ishtar saying fuck.

Due to the number of fucks Gilgamesh can't be bothered to give, Yan Qing decides it's best to come clean. As he stands up, Ishtar's form unravels to reveal straighter hair, broader shoulders, and a dragon tattoo on his right shoulder. He opens his eyes and they are not ruby, but jade.

He grins. ]

Yo, Mr. Death-by-Overwork! I don't think you've met me.