Anthony only sat back, leaning against the arm of his sofa as he let Michael have his rant. It wasn't really anything he hadn't heard before, but he was sort of curious as to when Michael was going to stop expecting some sort of new answer to certain questions. Anthony was, without a doubt, a creature of habit, and that hadn't changed as of yet, so he didn't see any reason for why it ever should. There was the amusing part, though, in that he had pretty much just called Anthony a recluse, as had been his point earlier.
"You know what's sadder?" He asked then as Michael smirked at him. "Your obsession with my sex life, nonexistent as it may be." He was using the word may very loosely as they both were well aware of the fact that Anthony had never let himself be put into the position where something might happen.