[His response is a sigh of his own against their neck, but he doesn't stop the gentle thrust of his fingers right away, like maybe just a few seconds more and Rover won't have called him out, or it will actually work. No such luck, of course.

Oh well. It wasn't particularly fair, anyway, even if he thinks it probably would have worked on him, were their roles reversed. That should concern him. Thoughts for later.]

Sorry. [And another kiss to their neck in apology as he finally slips his fingers out, though he still traces the lip of the slit while he thinks. It gives him something to do.] I just... I dunno what the fuck I'm supposed to say. It's not like I fucking get it when you talk about not being a person, or any of that. Not really... I don't --

[Ugh. He sighs again, and his already muffled voice becomes ever moreso.]

I don't wanna say something stupid and make you feel bad.