@Arella Mae,
Arella Mae, I love your "revelation" --it's perfect. But, I can't get the image of Bateye and Robill, in tights, out of my mind.
I can just see them, their capes drooping, their tights bagging at the knees, forming the perfect master/slave duo, with Robill uttering, "Yes, Master," to Bateye's every command and fawning and groveling for his scraps of approval like the obedient lapdog he is, while Bateye gazes at his own image in a hand mirror, pursing kisses to himself. The Ridiculous Duo in all their glory.