[His eyes widen again as this man calls Taryon a...a boytoy? Oh, his instincts are burning inside of him, but he just calmly, if in a very biting tone, replies:]
I'm sorry, of course we can try something else, since Taryon obviously can have as many friends as he pleases and have them over to play games or listen to music. [He looks at Taryon, an eyebrow raised.] Tell me, my dear, do you have many friends that call you a "boytoy"?
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I'm sorry, of course we can try something else, since Taryon obviously can have as many friends as he pleases and have them over to play games or listen to music. [He looks at Taryon, an eyebrow raised.] Tell me, my dear, do you have many friends that call you a "boytoy"?