His expression twists up into the most pointedly confused and unsexy face he can manage, before he shakes his head. "It's not that. I mean, findin' company is easy. I know I ain't to ever'body's taste but I can get by if I need to."
Theoretically easy. He's been cock-blocked left and right since coming to the train.
"Nah, it's..." He winces, because... well, he doesn't talk about this. Hardly ever, because for one thing it makes him such a damn sadsack. He knows Soldat won't judge him though. Especially since sex isn't a part of this conversation. For another, he doesn't want help with it. All he needs is someone to take a wild hair and start playing a vile game of Getimwitem.
"I told Devero once that if Sanzo had one prayer left in him, it'd be for him. And it got me to thinkin'.... Now, excusin' kids because they're always the priority... that's the kinda thing I'd want. To have that thing where you look at somebody an' know they'd be savin' one last prayer for you, and feelin' it right back."
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Theoretically easy. He's been cock-blocked left and right since coming to the train.
"Nah, it's..." He winces, because... well, he doesn't talk about this. Hardly ever, because for one thing it makes him such a damn sadsack. He knows Soldat won't judge him though. Especially since sex isn't a part of this conversation. For another, he doesn't want help with it. All he needs is someone to take a wild hair and start playing a vile game of Getimwitem.
"I told Devero once that if Sanzo had one prayer left in him, it'd be for him. And it got me to thinkin'.... Now, excusin' kids because they're always the priority... that's the kinda thing I'd want. To have that thing where you look at somebody an' know they'd be savin' one last prayer for you, and feelin' it right back."