[Desperation. Hunger. Physical need. The sort of things that should not be smells that he smelled. It was hard to pin point then and even harder to articulate like a sane person.]

...that it? [Arthur came and Larry drank his blood. Sure it would be great to get off just that easily but is it true? Is that how it goes? All of these weeks it has been an anxiety that they would cross paths and have to talk about it. Arthur is a fine looking man, dressing impeccably. Is he desirably to Mr. White? Fleetingly so. Since he is committed and happy with Mr. Orange any sort of other activity or alternative must be someone they do not know.]

I mean. Can be as simple as we want it.

[And it is in the rear view. Hopefully.]

No. But it's hard to gage one to the other when shit isn't the same.