I think that's more pessimistic than realistic, Sammy. What makes you think people wouldn't want to flirt with you?

[It's always sort of baffled him, Sam's insecurities about himself, when Simon couldn't see much reason for it. It's not as if he were bad looking, or boring, or anything like that. Simon's pretty sure that even back at Abel, Sam could have easily found someone to hook up with if he'd put a little effort into it. He'd managed with the old Five, hadn't he? And the new Five... well, there were still a great many bets circulating 'round about that, weren't there? Or there had been, before Luceti. Now it was sort of a moot point.

Simon just laughs at Sam's comment however, grinning with fond amusement.] Was that meant to say I've been a bad influence on you, or that I should know better, having known you as long as I have?