It's still a little hard to believe that sex is more or less the currency around here...

[ He doesn't sound like he thinks poorly of it, with a hint of awe underlying the disbelief evident in his words.

The attention going back to the bucket has him glancing back down at it himself. It's a little heavy after all that's been put into it, but despite his noodle arms Abel's grip hasn't slipped up. He goes back to looking up at Oran, making nearly the same face he had when the kiss earlier had seemed to soothe the pinch he'd been given. ]

Oh. If you want to? That'd be really nice, since I don't have any credits yet.