He needed help with a lot of things and as he thought of all the way Quin could help him, he stared blankly at the other male.  "Uh. Quin. Right. Nice to meet you. Sorry, he had referred to you as his nephew and I-, anyway,  I'm Frances." he hoped he would not think bad of him for not offering his hand. He was afraid if he touched him he was not sure he could control himself.  Already he knew the vision of male in fox form in front of him was going to be in his mind as he worked himself to climax again and again. Small signs of his nervousness showed in how he moved his hands, but his expression remained mostly calm.  His scent however betrayed him. "I'm still moving stuff in here. I have a few more loads in my car.  If you wouldn't mind helping me I'd be grateful."