Hmm... it seems you're about to attain both of your wishes, then.

[Lorenz said with a smile, carefully watching his feet and his antlers in relation to the rest of the bar while they picked their way inside. He kept quiet about the lingering touches he saw between the other two men-- and about the brief spike in jealousy in his heart that he felt at being tertiary to such things. A part of him longed for the simple gifts of friendship and touch-- but even under the full moons he knew it wasn't wise to try.

He wasn't good at friends, after all.]

I do hope we don't disappoint. Surely a man such as yourself can have anyone for company on any night.