[ slow on the uptake as evan can be around anything resembling an emotion, he picks up on what might be behind david's questions. his hand pauses at david's throat, listening, considering.

he laughs - an actual laugh, short as it is - at david's admission of being attracted to him, because while it's not the first time he's heard that, it's been a hell of a while and he's not as ... well, almost-nearly-good-looking as he used to be. but, fine. people have opinions on that kind of thing. and now david wants to know what evan sees in him? why he doesn't just eject him when he's getting unruly or keeps letting him in despite everything?

the full answer is complex, and might make him think about who he is as a person. so he considers what to say, his thumb pressed lightly against the base of david's throat. ]

Ain't always about looks. [ how does he phrase all this without david hauling off and punching him out? ] Like I said. All of you got somethin' that keeps me from throwing you out on your ass. Couple of you don't get the time of day even if you ask nice.

[ although that's only a few who have. the really irritating ones. ]

You're a pain in the ass but that ain't always a bad thing.

[ imagine him admitting david's like him if he wasn't a consummate murderer and failure and wanting to get a trace of that back. ]