"Well..." Quin finished his current bite of food before continuing, "I mean...unless you don't want to..." he shifted and turned slightly so he was facing Frances, "You do want to have sex again...don't you? I mean..." by now he was feeling a bit flustered, having just assumed Frances was feeling the same way. His ears couldn't seem to make up their mind what position to be in. Clutching the sides of his tray was all he could do at the moment to keep himself from touching the other.