It's just practical, is all! They're not sitting down, so he can't be in his lap. And Fai got so tall, it's easiest to just sort of settle his legs above his hips! He'd slide down if he latched on any lower, after all. Laughing, he leans up to kiss Fai on both cheeks.

"But that totally doesn't mean you're not gonna let me dress you up for now, right? I mean, it's been like six million years since I got to!"

Of course Fai's going to let him -- that's never really in doubt for him, honestly. In the blink of an eye, Fai's outfit is transformed -- a ruffly top that would look at home on a trashy old time-y romance novel's male lead, skin-tight pants, and heels that would make a stripper blush (because screw you he loves them, look at that peep toe!) No more of this sensible turtleneck nonsense around him, you hear? He simply won't have it!

"See? Way better."