Sebastian watched Lucius discard the glass. Well, whiskey was apparently not going to cut it. His breathing hitched at the press of Lucius' thumb against his lip, his eyes lifting to meet the other man's. "Well," he started, his tongue purposefully grazing against Lucius' thumb. "I should be honest with you, I've never had the desire to seek a willing partner. So if, perhaps, you were here hoping for an experienced copilot I'm afraid you're looking in the wrong place. Experienced I am really not. I'd be in need of a lot of guidance. And maybe you don't have that kind of time?"