He lets out the huff of a laugh at that, shaking his head again. "Main non," he replies in turn. "I doubt that anyone's mother should like to hear such a thing. It is better we sweet-talk our way around such things, in the end."

He tilts his head at the other man, regarding him closely. This is somewhat of a different atmosphere than he had found him in before, but it is still another bar, another club, another night out on the town. "I see that you are still here in London, then," he remarks. "I have not seen you in our club, I was not sure whether you had changed your mind about staying or not."