Lev answers his questions in a disjointed kind of rambling way that makes him want to jump down the rabbit hole himself, to follow where it leads. Everything he says brings up three more questions- 'lovek'? Why would it matter that he knows vultures fly higher than anything else- he does, but that was from curiosity and bird-watching, long after he left home, when he made his way south. Shoggah? Hive? Was Lev born in a hive? Angels exist in his world?

Only for that to be wiped clean from the forefront of his mind when Lev points out that he is, in fact, actually flirting with him.

Both hands go up- "You're gorgeous but the last thing I need is someone's husband kicking my tush right now- it's been nice but I really oughta get back to work," especially since he's being served up a nice big plate of temptation to say to hell with his principles, "this place is screwy enough that someone could get dragged through that door for me to patch up any minute now."