[ It's a very Rau-like response, but it still draws a breathless incredulous laugh out of Gil. ]

Really...? You're going to criticize my post-coital affection now?

[ Even nitpickiness has got to have some limits! Gil reaches up to brush some of his sweaty hair out of his face. Even moving that much feels like a waste of the relaxation that's come over him, so he gives up on doing anything more to make himself more presentable - and he's certainly not sitting up yet, give him a minute here. ]

"You're wonderful to me." Does that suit you better? Now it is a clearly marked subjective impression.