"I am, I really am." Gar's tone was completely unapologetic. "So what's your plan here? Am I supposed to give you a foot rub? Is that the polite thing to do in this situation? I know that ladies like foot rubs, but usually you're subtler than this. Not you personally. I mean, as a people. Plus there's the whole diamond bone thing, I don't even know how that would play into your muscles. Rub harder? Rub softer? Really, I should study first."
Gar grinned and poked her toes. "I'm willing to give it a go. Left or right? You'll have to throw candies to me, though, I'm not about to eat foot. Not my cup of tea."