[No, no, they're two men, zero feet apart because they're not gay. Anyway, Figaro asks if he wants him out of his hair, and Gepard shakes his head.]

No, I like having you here.

[It's embarrassing, but it's true, and as Gepard says that he nudges Figaro - asking without asking for him to move up, it'll be easier to rub his spine if he's a little ways up. Plus, any boners will be less awkward that way, probably.]

It's been... [Fuck it. He can admit it.] It's been fun. Which is strange given how all of this started and the fact I don't even know your name, and that's not even getting into how you eat people, but- nobody's perfect, I suppose.