There was a perk in his brow? Bat? Like flapping squeaking flying rodent? Then she explained what she meant. Kay. Now that made sense. He could follow that. Fuck it? He didn't quite care on that front. Good on her. Who really gave a shit anyway. As sexually fluid as he was, there wasn't an attraction to men for him. He was one, and Nyx knew how disgusting the less fair sex was. Women held his heart, but that being said it did make him think. When was the last time.
"Well, there is a lot who try, but to be fair.." He thought about it but it blurted out anyway. "I wasn't exactly trying." Nyx laughed a bit. Not that he was going to make a true attempt anyway. The point of this little trip wasn't to get his rocks off, but to meet someone who had showed interest in conversation.
If he had tried to bed every woman he'd encountered, then that'd be a lot of attempts. Side of that, he was on the battlefield quite often and that wasn't exactly the most romance inducing experience for a pair of people. Sure he knew soldiers snuck off to release the stress. Good on them, Nyx was just a focused man on the things that were more important. Like not dying.
"Bring it on." Nyx answered confidently. "It has been some time since he had actually tied one on, so he was happily accepting on the mission to metaphorically destroy this bars stash.