"Then you should just decide what you want to do and do it with him. Well, I mean of course with his stipulation in place it all depends on how you want to do it, but his hitch has a real simple caveat: once it's done to him he's got no reason not to do it to you. I guess kinda like 'do unto others as you would have done unto you'? Something something, insert clever wisdom here. I'm not the Speaker, I don't know what's best, just what sounds like the path of least resistance. Otherwise you're probably just gonna have to accept the fate of a life of hand-jobs and sixty-nines," he shrugged, uttering a long-suffering sigh.

"Why can't Uldren be more like you? Tch. Man. Here I am, a fuckin' snack, and I get blanked. I'd let that man use me as a footstool just for a little recognition. I'd complain about how lucky Declan is except you guys are on the rocks right now, and that sounds about as bad."