The look that Xavier was giving Skye right now at the toe and pee comment was just one of utter shocked horror. He was looking at her like he couldn't quite believe what she was saying. He was far, far from a prude, and extremely kinky in his own right, but these things were just abhorrent to a classy Toreador. He had his fingertips resting on his chest and his mouth had dropped open in disgust. Not a lot rendered Xavier speechless - in fact, he was usually extremely verbose - but this definitely earned them a linger few moments of shock. At least Trystan was stunning in looks and even elegant in his own right. He was every bit a Ventrue, always presented in expensive suits. He also used to be a model, so he had the natural look to command the attention. And he didn't drink pee and lick toes, either!

"Because it is irrelevant," he finally found himself snapping at Greg. He didn't mean to have a short fuse, but just coming down from a borderline frenzy where he could have very well attacked Molly, he was going to need a decent feed before he really settled down again. Unfortunately, their Vessel would be well off the market for a brief while now. "It is not a secret, it is just irrelevant, because Skye says it is irrelevant. We are not eHarmoney. She does not need us playing matchmaker for her when the person in question does nor reciprocate an interest. It is not a schoolground game of Chinese Whispers." He stood up, holding a hand up. "I must feed. And be... somewhere not here," he told them.