"I would have thought that a few months living with me, you'd learn that my mind is a monstrous and horrifying place." The melange of animal and human instincts aside, Gar hadn't matured much since he hit sixteen, and his affection for boobs continued unabated. "But I had the same thought. Except I don't hear your thoughts so much as smell you. And that went kind of a weird place, so never mind."
Gar cleared his throat. He hadn't expected a positive response to the bedtime story question, but it was worth a go. "Once upon a time, there was a mighty hero named Supergar. Supergar was mighty, and fierce, and hilarious. He was a hit with the ladies and was extremely well-hung. He was also very humble. And one day his sidekick Sophiegirl moved out of their Apartment of Solitude, because her dad-mom popped into the universe. And it was a very sad day in the Apartment. But then, a few days later, Sophiegirl called Supergar in the middle of the night, because they're awesome like that, and it was like getting a hug from the phone. And then when they next met, Sophiegirl brought cookies for Supergar. The end."