[This is absolutely Rex's first attempt at a one-night stand, and while he's been doing his best to play it cool and feel nothing at all, he appreciates the lack of judgment for his indiscretions. A weight, it seems, has been lifted from his shoulders, and he can finally put his fists down and... Perhaps appreciate this evening for whatever it will be. Ugh, but anger and confidence have been replaced with sheepishness and a peak of anxiety, which is not his favorite thing at all!]

Oh. A clone is when you can just make copies of yourself? Duplicates. So, uh... It's like being in a threesome or foursome except... All of the others have the same face. It was pretty hot... But that also might've been 'cause... I was mad at my girlfriend, so.

[Eve did not at all deserve his anger, not to that degree, but in a way, by torching their relationship entirely, Rex was able to control it. If he was the villain of it, after all she had done for him, there was a very clear reason for why they met their bitter end, and it didn't have to be her admitting that she just didn't love him anymore.

And that would have been so much worse. Well, for Rex at least. His number is in part so high because he often chooses selfishness.]

Uh, ex-girlfriend.

[From the way he says it, it's clear that he's not used to referring to her as such either. What the fuck does he do with this arm... Well! He's not going to push it away, and instead nervously leans into the touch.

It's been a little too long that he's gone without it.]