"Yeah, uh... I think I'm good," he says, though he doesn't sound very sure. He pats Gail's side thoughtfully, and then slides himself forward. There's a dip in Gail's back right... here, that feels decent to straddle. He imagines this is where he's supposed to sit, but he still doesn't feel totally sure of himself.

Which is to say, he grins to himself and wraps his arms fully around Gail's waist, pressing himself as close against his back as he can.

"Ready when you are," he says with a little purr in his throat, setting his chin on Gail's shoulder. Take him away, buddy.