Well congrats on getting him to choke, Aurus. Hank coughed hard, actually putting a hand down to steady himself for a second as he stared at Aurus before shaking his head. That certainly was blunt! "No!" Okay that probably sounded awful, so he repeated him, softer. "No. I like women, to start with," oh that felt far too personal to be telling a stranger out of the blue. "Charles... wouldn't be my type even if I didn't. He has his own tastes." Ones that ran usually to the beautiful as well as intelligent, quick thinking and sharp and well generally female from what he had seen in their years.

Erik was... an exception, but he wouldn't talk to a stranger about that.