His cheeks colored a bit, though he managed a slight roll of his eyes at the comment.

"Extremely," he answered flippantly, reaching out to lightly run his fingers along the edge of the bandage on Vicious' ribs and reminding himself to keep breathing. Honestly he hadn't felt like this in years. After Titan, real desire had been nothing more than a memory.

"There's hope for you yet, I see. These could use some changing, though, in the very least. I should have some in the bathroom."

Gren turned to head that way, wondering just how Vicious could play him even when he was only half functional.