Sxicq watches Fen put his hand on Fen's head, scritching behind their ears, a soft smile appearing on their face as Fen straight-up falls asleep and curling up against Gyre's leg.

The waiter, meanwhile, stammers before rushing off. Okay! Fine! Bye! Time to submit that order!

At Gyre's inquiry, they wait for several moments before they nod in response to him. Yes. That is the core idea of what they want.