"Well, you're hot and they're missing out," Gar blurts and then he's just moving for the couch because that means he doesn't have to look at Dorrek for a couple seconds. A part of him still wants to leave, still remembering the argument, the fact that Dorrek wouldn't let him leave when he tried.

He's sure he could leave now but still. A part of him wants to stay too, still remembering the press of the other's lips on his own and the way he said he didn't have company...

It all appealed to Gar in the most basic of ways.