Neal smiles faintly, and says in French, "To sin in private is not to sin at all."
He looks out at the fake view, stomach turning suddenly at his own internal reminder that it's not really New York. He turns away from it. "I never could decide if I agreed with that statement, but I suppose the existence of a place like the Barge argues against."
"As a man who finds himself particularly hedonistic, I think there's no fun in sinning if others can't see you do it."
The corner of his mouth quirks up, attempting to lighten the mood a bit. He doesn't need to be able to read Neal's mind to see he's affected by something.
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He looks out at the fake view, stomach turning suddenly at his own internal reminder that it's not really New York. He turns away from it. "I never could decide if I agreed with that statement, but I suppose the existence of a place like the Barge argues against."
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The corner of his mouth quirks up, attempting to lighten the mood a bit. He doesn't need to be able to read Neal's mind to see he's affected by something.
"I've never been much for theology."