Prefect, I'll admit to you without a moment's hesitation that every Kirk, Xavier-- hell, each TX and Nygma-- is more deserving to be here than I am. That things are as good as they could be. I just think the whole damn thing is pointless. I oughtn't be here.

[He grinds his teeth a moment, shakes his head.

Then he takes Prefect by Baron's collar, tugs him in, and kisses him decisively.

And a bit more.

And lets him loose.]

Did you want something to eat?