Birdseed rolled her eyes at her partner in distraction. [color=F26EFB]"Lesbian wedding? Why don't we tell him he has negative one percent chance with us before we start. Let's go with funeral. Men are more likely to attempt to console grieving women. Usually with an outpatient program and a dose of 'vitamin P'. Well, the endorphins the night would create would, in fact, physically heal the grief, but for about ten seconds, until she's kicked to the curb. Anyways, back on topic, we're gonna ask the guard his opinions on flower choices, if he's ever gone to a funeral, how we look in our dresses, and just anything else to keep his eyes on us and off of Kheshig. Though, Angelo, if you could get us some info on any guards' sexuality, that'd be splendid. Don't want to run into a guard who's gay or a gal and be unable to avert his or her eyes towards us. Though, if the guard prefers men, then the lesbian wedding is back on... Sweetie."[/color]
	Looking over at Condor and winking at her last words, Birdseed smiled wide at her own joke. She didn't have any preferences to any gender, sexually. She was alright with either, and has had a swing at both genders. Ultimately, she found the most pleasure in her work with gadgets. No, she hasn't made any sex toys yet, but is close to being [i]that[/i] into gadgets. Past her sexuality, she thinks too much about things to pull out innuendos and such enough to get turned on by words, and usually worries about future events to be turned on by touch. Her expertise in psychology and gadgets has, in total, turned her 96.9% asexual. It's just not her thing. But she can persuade others into thinking she likes or wants sexual activities if she so desires. It's a matter of the right words in the right order at the right time. And Birdseed can time those things out well enough.