Chika was comfortable with a lot of things, but the worship and the public sex...it felt very hedonistic. He certainly wasn't comfortable with it yet.

Which was why he was more then happy to focus on Vil and his actions, relaxing to realize that he wouldn't have to perform. Not right away at least.

"No." He shook his head. His hands flexed, and he admitted, "Not yet. There's some...things brewing. Hunger, 'course. Antsy and...feeling a little snappy. I got some time."

How much, he wasn't even sure of. It was bringing up some urges to transform, but that wasn't easy to explain. Not when he wasn't ready to explain he was a werewolf.