[He squirms. He can't help it. He's being seen through. He knows it. Figaro's being very insistent, in a way Gepard doesn't like in part because he really, really, really likes it. It's...well. Nice. It's nice having someone not immediately defer to him (and for his well-being, no less), and having that someone not be one of his sisters.
It's also deeply uncomfortable because what the heck, if he didn't know better he'd think Figaro cared.]
...I don't want to put you out. [...and he has no idea if he can make it to the Administrative District, let alone to his apartment, without at least a nap.] It's late, and it's your bed.
[It should be noted that he's not trying to get up. Gepard has a hunch, and that hunch is that the second he gets up he's going to lose his sense of balance and have to fight off a brief bout of vertigo, and the only things in his stomach right now is half a loaf of rye bread, some dried meat, and coffee. Not the sorts of things that need to be spewed out on a floor. Instead, he just...continues to sit very comfortably and tries to project Captain confidence to the best of his ability: stoic, confident, in control, not trying to stay still lest he upset his stomach.]
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It's also deeply uncomfortable because what the heck, if he didn't know better he'd think Figaro cared.]
...I don't want to put you out. [...and he has no idea if he can make it to the Administrative District, let alone to his apartment, without at least a nap.] It's late, and it's your bed.
[It should be noted that he's not trying to get up. Gepard has a hunch, and that hunch is that the second he gets up he's going to lose his sense of balance and have to fight off a brief bout of vertigo, and the only things in his stomach right now is half a loaf of rye bread, some dried meat, and coffee. Not the sorts of things that need to be spewed out on a floor. Instead, he just...continues to sit very comfortably and tries to project Captain confidence to the best of his ability: stoic, confident, in control, not trying to stay still lest he upset his stomach.]
Where would you go if I slept in your bed?