“Do men use him, too?” asks Oriayen as he puts one finger over his lips.
“Sometimes. I haven’t had the time to clean him up, so I’ve just been passing him about to the highest bidders.”
“That sounds horrible,” I tell him.
“And also like it’s none of your business, right?” Heiko says back.
“Does he have a family?” I ask.
Heiko shakes his head and says, “It doesn’t matter. He’s from the Experimental District, so who could really tell. I’m using him for something much more important than prostitution.”
Theoria walks up to me and grabs my shoulder, “Tavon,” she says, “let’s go ahead and find your friend. I don’t like it when my tourists wander.”
I ignore her to ask, “What are you using him for?”
“If I tell you, I might have to kill you because it’s really embarrassing.”
“Oh, I know wh
