Her admission - as vague as it was - to only associating with the upper crest of society wasn't surprising. Most people of their part of society did and expected everyone else to follow suit. To him, it was a disappointing, though. He'd found friendship, acceptance, and who he really was. He frowned. "Well, that's..." He shrugged. It is what it is.
He shook his head. "I wouldn't say that I judge people for playing the game whether they are good or bad people," he said, a bit gently. "I just think that I find myself having more respect for those who don't just play the game, but I think that's sort of obvious. It's hard to have undying respect for those you really don't know, you know? I can understand reasons, but that's just how it is." He blinked at her laughter then grinned. "Yeah, well, I said I did. You aren't some harpy. Quite the opposite, actually." The moment of levity passed and he grew serious once again. "That's almost sadder than the fact that someone who played the game all the time. To just give up on someone... or worse yourself is truly sad. No one - and I mean no one - deserves to be alone or to be given up on."
He grinned at her. "Well, tonight, you'll have to. For me. Well, not for me. I mean, you're libel to the opposite just for that comment."