He says it so easily, without an excess of silliness or flattery to his tone. Like of course , as though there isn't an entire world of girls he could have chosen for this hypothetical scenario. Mira ponders the way the world works for a second while she watches him smoke, all lines and angles, and leans against his shoulder affectionately.

She steals the joint back out of his hand while Davin works on his voyeur skills, but his question makes her cough and laugh. "They totally are," she assures him. "They're - nice! Soft and handsized. But I mean, - also, do you like guys because you find dicks really aesthetically awesome? I don't think I sat down and decided, you know?"