Theo shrugged. Nothing against brothels, but that wasn't his favorite way to find a warm place to sleep. Though he had engaged in the odd ill-fated torrid affair, usually leaving his former beloved bereft of valuables and lover both -- but he wasn't usually one for a direct, mercantile exchange, in either direction. "It's not for everyone."
Saiden's other response, though, makes Theo chuckle. "If you want straightforward answers, you've come to the wrong man. 'Abandoned' feels like such a pejorative term sometimes. I prefer to think of myself as ... 'independently gifted.'"
The conversation was making the peeling and chopping go faster, at least. By now Theo had a nice little pile of chopped onions.
can't say good morning without lying twice
