Her forwardness was rather refreshing. He enjoyed the coy game that sexual encounters usually involved and he was an expert at that game. Sighing, he looked back at Daphne, not sure what he was supposed to be doing. Fuck. Maybe they should've talked about this before he'd gone and decided he wanted to shag Millicent. Or anyone. It'd been a couple of weeks and he was fucking horny as hell and it wasn't like he could have sex with Daphne. She was all fragile and shite and just... fuck.
"You and me both, love," he said, glancing around the room. "Did you want to go talk to her?" He didn't know what the girl protocol was when one of them showed up in trousers. Apparently it was a crisis. "I'll go grab us a couple more drinks if you'd like."