Ric saw the exchange from one to the other and could not help but roll his eyes. He was the last person to be bothered by a little man-on-man action but... this blatant? This obviously? Ric was really all about subtlety, and this was far from it. "No mames, cabrĂ³n," he moaned under his breath before taking a long drag. Maybe he should introduce the pink haired guy to Ghost, seemed they had a lot in common. Ok, so he was being harsh, but once Ric's temper got going, it just did not stop.
The next question nearly had him choking on his own cigarette. "What?" He half gasped, half spat as his eyes shot from the pink haired man to the Canadian. "Me? No, oooh no, I don't seep with androids." He spoke it with a firmness, crossing his free arm over his chest, keeping his other handy so he could puff his cigarette. The memory of his old nickname for Shatterstar came back to him, and gave him a moments pause. He cleared his throat and looked half way away before he added, "...other than Robocops." There. That clarified everything.