"No, not all" he chuckled at her suggestion, dropping back to  his pillows, lounging  carelessly. He was offered another sweet but shook his head. It would make sense that one would not obtain his physique without watching what they eat, proof of his physical discipline which also implied that he would be quite a stallion in bed. By now, some of the other nobles were watching their interaction from a distance, wondering if there might be any improper behaviors which they can no doubt use to gossip about.<br/><br/>"We are debauched, we are not crazed..Sex is like the sweet you just ate. It is wonderful, yes, and you can indulge in it quite a bit, but after a while it loses its lustre, and so we find enjoyment in many other artforms..Dancing..Dueling.."<br/><br/>His grin became more angled, lopsided on the right side of his face. "Some of us however, have larger..appetites for specific artforms, I for example have rarely ever find myself too tired to wield my blade, both literal and figurative"<br/><br/>Lucky for her, they were far enough from the crowd that they would not be able to make out what he was saying.<br/><br/>"Ah, but look at me, discussing about my sexual desires with a married woman, no doubt your husband would find offense in this, perhaps I should change the subject"