[And Gnosis spins, of course, with what one can only describe as the grace of a crane (which is to say, none, worsened by the fact that he's intoxicated).]

"Least graceful", he says... [Yes have you seen cranes] At least I have you to remind me of my place.

[Rolling his eyes (loving, romantic).]

I think, perhaps, your perceptions are skewed. I sense bias.