"That's definitely not what you said, though I'll give you credit for the euphemism." Ransom looks like he wants to be delighted, though something about the guy reminds him of Blanc, which sours things a little. There's not much to it, except that he's a little odd, so maybe he just doesn't trust older, eccentric men with accents anymore. (As much as he ever trusts anyone, which isn't far.)

"I don't feel horny, especially not standing here looking at you," he says blithely. And normally he'd leave it there, but, well. "It might be some kind of truth serum, though. Last I checked no one needs honesty to fuck. Usually the opposite."