Oh yeah? [nips Tseng's neck and is somewhat surprised by the implications] You're tellin' me you didn't go without? Who was it...Rude...Elena...?

Or...[Runs his fingers along Tseng's fingers, the ones encompassing his own rigid shaft]...self lovin'?

[The same hand sneaks its way into Tseng's pants, tracing the tip of the Turk's erection] Seems pretty excited t' me.