Devero does, though. He looks off to the side, his expression going a little... grim. It's not that he's ashamed of this, exactly, but-- well, just because sex and sexuality are open and embraced in his world doesn't mean people go around talking so directly about it every day.
"Sex is important to me," he says. "I really enjoy it. And I've had a-- a lot of sex. With a lot of people. I-in a lot of different ways." Oh, his cheeks are starting to heat and there's no more of that plausible deniability of being in the hot pool.
"A-and it's not like I expect just one partner to meet that need-- or that I need it! And sex isn't just about what I want--" He's getting flustered now, worried he sounds like an addict. He drops his face into his hands with a frustrated groan. "I'm making a right hash of this, aren't I?"
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"Sex is important to me," he says. "I really enjoy it. And I've had a-- a lot of sex. With a lot of people. I-in a lot of different ways." Oh, his cheeks are starting to heat and there's no more of that plausible deniability of being in the hot pool.
"A-and it's not like I expect just one partner to meet that need-- or that I need it! And sex isn't just about what I want--" He's getting flustered now, worried he sounds like an addict. He drops his face into his hands with a frustrated groan. "I'm making a right hash of this, aren't I?"