[He cards his fingers through Lighter’s hair with a laugh.]

If you want money I can transfer some to you right now. I have plenty and no real need. I know getting onto one’s feet at the start can be a little hard, unless getting into bed with strangers isn’t really a problem. [Implying that he, himself, might be a slut? Perish the thought. He sleeps around a normal amount.] I’ll never say no to a good spar though.

[And he isn’t picky what kind.]

But we can talk about that another time. [Wriothesley moves to get out of bed. It’s surprisingly rare to run into someone with similar physique all things considered.

He stretches his arms over his head before looking at the other man.] You need help? Seems like you went through the wringer.