"...Great, so this place runs on sex instead of it just being... something people can do if they want. Excellent. That won't cause problems for anyone." Hopefully his dry tone comes across well enough.

But... he does sit himself down on the other end of the bench - not trusting her enough yet to get close, but wanting to offer an olive branch while he tantrums.

"Thanks for the warning about the food and drinks. I'll make sure I never touch 'em."

'None have harmed me since I arrived [...] I would not have minded,' crosses Ren's mind, and twists around uncomfortably.

"Doesn't getting harmed hurt you? Why wouldn't you mind that?"