Gilbert was, as it would seem, easily affected by pouting. Oh, dear. He thought he had gotten rid of his usual reactions to such things. Though, he supposed he had been rather desensitized to it after so long. "Oh. No. Of course not." Though, closeness was certainly something he was finding himself allowing more. It was strange, perhaps, but he liked it.
He looked down at Hestia, smiling a little more. "She was. I loved her very much." He forced himself not to get all worked up about it. It was not going to help. All the same, he could feel his eyes stinging a little. "I hope she would be. I do wish to make her happy...even if she is not here to see it."