Interesting. Not that he was surprised at all, but it was interesting nonetheless. He tried not to imagine just what he might have gotten up to at Hogwarts. He knew what HE got up to there and he wasn't even on the Quiddich team. That was, largely, a contributing factor to a boy's worth when it came to shagging him.
"It's complicated," he said, which made it sound like sex with Tonks was a chore and it certainly wasn't. "She's brilliant, no doubt about that. Wears me out, that's for damn sure. And when it's close to the full moon, that can be a task. But," he stubbed out his cigarette and immediately lit another, pouring another round of shots. "I'm sure it comes as a surprise to absolutely no one that I have at least an equal interest in men," he downed the shot, "and generally find myself harboring those inclinations more the further I get from the full moon. I've always supposed it has something to do with not being overcome with aggressively dominant desires and it being, simply put, safer to be with someone who I would otherwise see as competition and attempt to position myself against." And there wasn't but a sliver of moon in the sky tonight, as it was.