"Then don't think about before. Think about what's next. You know- beach house, surfing, pet kitten." THe odds of that were always slim. Now? Even slimmer. But it'd been a nice thought. Another few bites of the stew and he raises his brows, scooping up a spoonfull of the stew and pulling the spoon out of his mouth slow and thoughtful. Faintly dirty.

"So if I was to welcome his advances. If I wanted to invite him or anyone else in. Let them pin me and bite me and come in me. You'd be fine with that?"