The rather rude laughter was met only with the slightest raising of an eyebrow; Cherry had been called a wide array of insults in various languages before, had been rather roundly humiliated several times also. A bit of laughter didn't deter him; he was honestly rather curious in regard to the rather attractive man seated across from him. The light smirk that seemed to always play across those full, pink lips faltered for the briefest of moments at the fine point that Sunny raised, his brow furrowing in serious thought.<br/><br/>"Hmm... You do have a point..." He conceded, cocking his head lightly to one side, bright red hair fluttering over his features before he nodded and spoke again, his tone a little less sultry, a little more businesslike... Though he was still Cherry; there was a limit to how 'businesslike' he could ever look.<br/><br/>"So... Hypothetically, if you were going to 'protect' me, what would you want in return? A free fuck whenever you like? Drugs? Cigs?" He didn't think for one instant that anyone in this prison would be kind enough to look out for a whore without wanting some form of payment, and quite honestly, Cherry was willing to give a lot if it meant the safety of his assets; he was an extremely vain individual, who prided himself on his good looks...<br/><br/>He wouldn't have much going for him if not for them, after all.