He snorted, not wanting to answer. They didn't need to know he was a collection of scars held together by Need and spit. After all, he functioned. He grinned at that, before catching her hand and gently sucking on her finger. Once he finished that, he kissed her throat again, murring softly, before grinning mischievously at her. "So, shall we keep talking, or shall we retire for... other activities?"