"I think you're full of bullshit myself," he replied before he brought his drink up to his lips. Before he took a sip however, he added, "And yes, I do like hearing that I'm good looking. Who doesn't? Really? Whoever says they don't is a liar and possibly looking for more compliments."
Sam could just imagine the line of hearts that Evan would break if girls had the tendency to do that with him. His enemy list would possibly be larger then it was already. Though really, the fact that he didn't string the girls along probably made him a better man then most. "I've said it one or two guys that broke my heart. Don't worry, I don't need you to beat anyone up for me. I appreciate it though and I may be starting a list of people you can go beat up on my behalf if you really are up to it."
He laughed at Evan's interpretation of his reaction. "I just don't think my hatred is worth going after a muggle and an infected muggle. Really, I just don't care that much about them to hate them. It's too much energy."
A small pout crossed his lips. "I'm not your mate? Well I'm sad now"