Alec beamed brightly, because he loved when people admitted that he was right. "Right. That was my point. If a person doesn't want to fuck me, I'm not gonna trick them into it. I'm not gonna convince a virgin to get over their reluctance. I'm not gonna go after the hard to get chick. I'm gonna go for the person that wants to fuck me when I ask them if they wanna fuck me, it's not a challenge. So I don't need tools like pick up lines."
Alec didn't really assume Lenore had a problem with sex. It wasn't like she was forty. She was a teenager, and he assumed she was a virgin, but it's not like teenagers ran out of the house at sixteen to immediately deflower themselves. He just hadn't been expecting her problem with sex to be the kind of problem it was, because wow. "That's some fucked up shit," he said bluntly. "That'd fuck me up a bit. Thank God I don't have your power or your trigger." Belatedly, he reached a hand over and awkwardly patted her on the shoulder, in what was supposed to be mildly comforting. "Sucks," he said - also meant to be mildly comforting.