There is only one possible reaction to the sanitation of his wound, teeth clenched down on the leather: "FHHHCK!" Afterwards, he was sure to take deep breaths as she finishes cleaning it up and taping on the gauze.

When she returns, he isn't sure what a "twerk team" is but it sounds ridiculous. He takes the bit out of his mouth, wiping the leather taste out of his mouth with the back of his hand.

He could answer seriously, but his nature was not necessarily inclined that way.

"Oh, I absolutely doubt that. Please, assist me so that I might feel the light caress of your hands once again upon my body and I can become filled with awkward sexual interest."