That suited Chris just fine and he nodded, "Alright, fine. Forget I said anything," He shrugged easily, letting the subject drop, "Anyway, next time I fuck Stabler, you should come along," He offered before moving on, "Anyway, we still going to get that tattoo tonight or what?" He didn't need any more proof the man hadn't told. What good would it do Toby to rat him out? He knew Chris would be pissed if he did, after all, thus, no good.