Tim just makes a face of vague unease and disgust at where Hakkyuu could have taken it that would have been vulgar than where he started. Yeah, that's not a good road to go down. Abort. Abort.

It's very easy to see how Tim could have been a fine target for Hakkyuu if he wanted him to be.

"It exempts you from having to fill a sexual quota mostly. You still manage to get pulled into the things they pull around the city. I've heard people say they kick you out of the Public Housing too but no one seems to have a clear answer on that one. It's not a great place anyway so I don't stay there regularly anyway." He shrugs, "And no, no one who has been here a year has gone home. Some disappear and we're told they're sent home but I don't believe it."

He gives the exit doors and the guards and organisers who keep them from leaving the hall a side-eye and turns away from them.

"I'm sorry this probably isn't anything reassuring." Tim knows he's overwhelmed a few new people with a giant info dump on how bad it can really get before and he's attempted to be better. Ease people into it a little more while trying to give as much warning and advice as possible.