Will thought, quite cynically, that there were reasons that a drug god might be into Tuck, and it had more to do with his inner vulnerability than what he looked like on the outside. Still, he raised an eyebrow and shook his head slightly as the self-depreciation.
"You have no trouble pulling when you put your mind to it," he tutted. "Not just drug gods either. And you pulled me, so don't act like you don't know you have an arse that won't quit." Will looked down at it to make a point. "Are you sure you can handle it, delivering yourself into temptation so to speak? Wouldn't want it to create issues where there are currently none." He cared more about Tuck being able to help his congregation, honestly, than stealing some ugly art from Heroin.