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He was expecting further interruption from Killjoy, but the other man apparently had a change of heart and decided to contribute. The blank of his expression shifted, curving into an impish smile at the boy's response as the gears of his mind churned. There was more fun to be had, and not at the expense of just one.  

"Don't need girls," Rhett said plainly. "Besides," he parroted, "can't knock it till you try it. Sausage has its charms." He shifted his paws to stand closer to Killjoy, so close that a breeze would cause the fur of their shoulders to mingle. But his intense gaze was focused on the boy, he did not so much as cast a sidelong glance at his 'partner in crime' though he was aware of him in his periphery, and alert to any reaction for that was the name of his game.

"How about a demonstration?" he offered silkily, and flicked his tail against the other man's rump.