"Because you're a worrier, Toby," Chris said as he tilted his head, watching the man with a grin before lifting a shoulder in a shrug, "Anyway, we fucked, he begged, said he was my bitch, and I left to let him think that over. Oh, hey," He still had the smile though his tone took on a slightly accusing tone, "You didn't happen to tell him I was an ex con, did you?" The man had been only guessing, Chris knew, but he wanted to see if Toby might have even hinted at it, and he would be able to tell by how he reacted to the question.