[Hector shifts, encouraging L to move with him to lay side by side so he can move a little more freely.]

Mmmmm, you'd be better suited for clever Mercury than Mars.

[His knowledge of the celestial spheres isn't up to modern snuff, but he is versed on the theories of his day and of antiquity, thanks to Dracula's vast libraries. But the idea of not wanting to be on earth is perfectly normal and reasonable to Hector.

He opens L's pants as he talks, pushing them down. Seeing the witch's reaction is extra gratifying for how much convincing it took to get him here. Hector tugs down Linden's undergarments as well, and wraps a hand around L's shaft.]

But to think a sunrise could get any brighter.... It's no wonder you'd want to see it.