Well, he did have a lovely voice, but that was beside the matter. Didn't quite give up easily, did he...? "I don't know if the library at the Institute would have a book on these things, although I suppose if there's a bookstore in the town you could check there." True, they had no money, but ZEX could at least browse and get the basics. Perhaps it was a hole waiting to be filled for all of these people who had been put in new bodies, in fact, a literary gap. 'Our New Bodies, Ourselves.' Vlad wasn't going to be the volunteer to write it, even if he did have experience in changing to and from human form.

He had brushed off the comment about 'eating' as ZEX having picked up some vulgar slang along his explorations, and instead focused on the topic of tact. "I can understand that your past experiences may have made you a bit aggressive in response, that's perfectly understandable. Why, I've even been unfairly called" a fruitloop "a bit fixated on my own interests, when I was pursuing someone. But if you seem too eager, it can backfire. Others might be intimidated or simply upset by the fact that you are so quick."

That had been his mistake, springing the question so quickly. He'd been patient since then, waiting for a better time, possibly Jack's funeral. "It's not that I consider your interests perverted, per se, but I have different interests myself. And I'm sure we can be friends and even have very interesting experiences while respecting each others' different tastes, hm? Yes?"