Being called Captain America had Drake snot and break out into another bout of laughter. He actually had to wipe at his eyes he found the notion so funny, "You want to know why I don't look him up again? We were together for a while and he didn't make me laugh that hard a single time." Drake added as he caught his breath and managed to get himself under control in the car. "God that feels good... and no I'm not that good, you have to trust me I have plenty of blood on my hands and am far too self-serving to be considered anything but opportunistic. The problem with the supernatural is that once it shows up at your door it never leaves so readily so the moment I got involved I would have to follow through or there would be trouble." He rationalized it but as much as he tried to deny it there was some need for him to do good, he didn't want to mention that he swore to do good after all the bad he had done. It just so happened that he had a lot of bad to make up for but explaining all that seemed.... cheesy to him?<br/><br/>"Everything with him so was serious and so intense. He wanted to make deep heartfelt plages of undying love but at the end of the day I never felt good about it." He couldn't explain what had gone wrong, sure the fox and he bonded in a moment of despair and trials and they worked well together but romantically he never found himself charmed or felt the sort of kinship that he found even with Ryah, funny enough. Here was a man who was supposed to hate his guts because of everything he was and he found himself more charmed by the man then the fox spirit who had been happy to kiss the ground he walked on. "At the end of the day, I don't know what I will do. Now that I have all the time in the world it would be nice to find someone to settle down with... it always seemed to elude me or end in tragedy though so it's possible I'm just better and safer alone." He wasn't in a rush to make up his mind.<br/><br/>Now Ryah had him curious though, "What have you been curious to look up an old flame? Have you been holding out on me?" He asked with a grin feeling at ease despite everything for the first time in a long time. He hadn't realized how alone and isolated he had become in his safe routine. He was constantly trying to play things safe and protect himself and that had left him with very little room to grow or bond with anyone as he trapped himself in his own life. Maybe there wasn't the best time with Ryah's sister still in danger but Drake had come to learn there was never truly a good time when you had this sort of profession.