Dropping 'sex' so casually causes Soren to raise his eyebrows. That sure is telling what sorts of experiences Cú must have encountered in dealing with feral Monsters... Very likely, it happened with the Dragon he's actually Bonded to already. Imagining it any further forces him to avert eye contact to conceal the small dose of shock and embarrassment it sends through him. TMI, Caster!!! Not only does it open a window into Cú's private sex life, but it reminds him of the helplessly carnal nature that he is shackled to as a Monster. How fortunate for him that the waitress arrives just then.

Soren does not pick out any choices of his own, perfectly content to share in whatever Cú wants. With their server departed, Soren resumes the topic at hand.

"You're right." He starts counting on his fingers. "Witches have familiars to rely upon. Expensive dampeners for the rich. Rigorous practice casting spells." He sets his hand back down. "Other means. Monsters have historically never needed to rely upon Bonding with Witches, but when it comes to coexisting with humans, we need to be able to restrain our baser instincts. This is especially true for the Mirrorbound. We're not used to being Monsters. And I... am afraid." He looks down. "Of losing my sanity to the Sisters. Of the day my draconic form emerges. So, yes." He locks eyes with Cú, resolute. "I am looking to form Bonds."