Clarification.

"Just, just one more question," I begged, holding a finger up. He merely raised an eyebrow and grunted, while I gathered my thoughts. "I... can understand the desire to be a... confirmed bachelor, but does that mean that... you have no... urges?"

Mr. Chloros pursed his lips and squinted his eyes at me. "Yes, I do." I think he could sense yet another question coming, and he sighed and hung his head. "Look, Mr. McKay. I like people. I like my friends. I just don't want to fuck them. Any 'urges'? I take care of it myself. Is simple, no?"

I shook my head in pure confusion. In a place like this, where sexual relations are freely practiced, this man, when the mood took him, would rather pleasure himself, rather than approach a 'neighborly' person. And not only that, when approached by said 'neighborly' person, for the very same reason, he would deny them? "No. Not really."

He looked like he was about to speak more, when there was shouting from deeper in the forest, calling for him. Looking over his shoulder, he called back, telling them that he's on his way, and then turned to me. "That is truth, Mr. McKay. I have no more answers for you. Good day," he nodded, before taking a couple of steps back to make sure I was clear of his Axe, and making his way back to his fellows. Hoping that they would be able to help me, I asked a few of the other people around this camp about him, but the majority of them said that that was the most talkative they've ever seen him. The only other time he's spoken more, was when he applied for his position.

Seeing that I would not have a kindred spirit with Mr. Chloros, I did ask if there were anyone in Madosin, that were of a more conservative disposition. At least in the terms of their relations.