[ Eizen's secondary judgement is correct -- it's not a proposition, actually. Rokurou has been getting better about taking opportunities when they present themselves, but he still has a nasty habit of organizing his priorities 'fight first, fuck later'. This instance is no exception. ]

You serious? [ There's a fleeting moment wherein -- and he'll blame this on the alcohol -- the daemon briefly thinks that 'a submissive lifestyle', in some cases, isn't the worst fate one could have. Hardly a curse, even. (He's been tied up and forced to submit; and, in truth? Wasn't half-bad...)

But rather than any of that, what escapes him is hearty, throaty laughter. ]

No way. I've been a Dominant ever since I arrived here. [ His head inclines in Eizen's direction then, one end of his lips pulling into a grin. ] Pretty sure no curse of yours is gonna change that.

[ Oh, but he's seen it happen, now hasn't he...? Ah well. Rokurou's a big talker, and certain appearances must be kept. ]