"It's a character flaw," he admitted and winked up at her. Snorting as he maneuvered around, he gave the unconscious man a suspicious look in case Forge was holding out on him. "Then he definitely owes me a dinner, the cheap date."
He waved at the cameras, shooing her from moving too much to come join them. When she popped up in the lovely flesh, he made an exasperated noise and came over to help steer her to a chair, which didn't work. "Decided dis wasn't a spectator sport?" He squawked faintly at having to stand and watch her strip another man, and slipped around to the other side to help process Forge. "Aww come on, we could give him shit et say it was a student or Scott. Dat'd be revenge for his stunt." Remy did punch in the codes for the tank to start filling and priming for Forge, determined to not make Sage move around too much.