Richie spit his drink out, surprised at the casual mention of getting fucked. For someone who dished it out, it was almost hilarious that someone could get him with something so minor. Maybe it was the lack of pants. That definitely changed things a little. Maybe.

"Ah. Well, you can feel free, here. Not like I'd force ya to do it. But we look out for each other around here and the Agrii are babysitters it seems like. You can cut loose if you want. To get drunk. Or the other thing. Not with me, of course.

"Not that you aren't beautiful! I mean. You are great. I'm just gay."