A little evil threw me out a window.

[He reminds him, looking him up and down.

And a little evil is apparently not really all that little, and is still naked and hard in his bed. He has no script for this.]

I'm flexible in every way, shape, and form, dear, but when you're slightly lower than my moral standards, you know you have problems. I also am pretty demonstrably suicidally reckless and my brain is screaming 'bad idea.' And I hug nukes.