@wolfisheart gets a starter.
He'd been nursing his beers, slower than usual, for the better part of a few hours now, trying to work things out in his head. The way things could go. The way things might go. The way things might go wrong. In the end, honestly, he'd just managed to give himself a headache. A glance down the bar, giving the room a general once over. It was a slow night, or at least, it was hitting the slow stride. He raised the half empty glass to Hale, indicating the need for another, downing the last in a gulp so he could swap out for the fresh one.
"Got a question for you." This wasn't exactly the kind of ... moral quandary he felt comfortable taking to Naomi, or Holden. It did seem like the kind of dilemma Hale might have run into, before, though. Or at least maybe have seen play out. "Hypothetical." That was a lie.
"Say that -- you were ... with somebody." A faint furrow. "With, with someone. You could still do who you wanted, though --" That seemed a relevant point. "But this somebody, say, had a sister. And the sister, she was with this guy, a while back and maybe, it turns out, the somebody you're with doesn't really like this guy. Thinks he's trouble, or something. If you and this .. guy, had -- you know. Fucked. In the interim. That something you think your somebody would wanna know about, or -- not so much?"