[Souji let out a sigh of relief and turned back, sinking down into the water. For whatever reason, knowing that Cliff understood that Souji had no clue what to do - and that he, himself, hadn't been involved with anyone in awhile - was enough to ease his tension.]

It is - although some of the men found time with the women in the redlight areas, some in the nicer places. It just... [He thought of all the dirt, the germs, the incessant knowledge that whoever you chose for the night had likely seen a hundred other men before you and nearly shuddered.] --not my sort of place.

...Do you miss it? Being the person you were before Quark and the war?