Glitch inhales sharply, then grins at Bagoas' obvious enjoyment of the fruit. It's thrilling to see the genuine delight there, and to hear that voice say his given name...

He puts an arm around his (dear, remarkable) friend, ostensibly to steady them but also because closer is better and he makes a tiny, happy noise at the nuzzling. Yes, this is all right, more than all right because he's pretty sure he needs the affection and to answer it in kind.

So he kisses his cheek, the corner of his lips, not wanting to pull away.

"That's me," he murmurs, grinning. "Hi."