It's far better than having to deal with the usual obfuscating bullshit that happens in Hell when trying to make deals, at least. Not that he ever was all that keen on beating around the bush unless he had to, either. "Is it?" He wouldn't know, not his type of thing.

A soft sigh slips past his lips as he leans back in his chair, claws lightly tapping on the top of the table. "Well, then, sounds like it's somethin' to talk about, then. I might speak a lot of bullshit, but can be direct when I wanna be. For what it's worth, I ain't awkward about the situation because it's you, just ain't... used to this kind of situation in general." Or, well, at least in the way this has been playing out. But the barge is more of an enclosed space than he's used to, unfortunately. "Not that I'm unused to the aspect of someone having multiple partners, did that shit while alive. Just not used to any of them meeting as it was usually kept to entirely separate things."