Cyril blinks a couple of times, then after a moment he shakes his head. He seems to slowly be catching up to the fact that Fenris honestly thinks that selling sex is a problem. "Fenris, that's just sex. It doesn't wear me out. It can even be fun, if I find someone I actually like." He rubs at his eyes as he tries to reassure. He doesn't want to make it seem as if he doesn't understand why people might think of it differently, even if there are times he forgets that is the case. "I understand why you might be opposed to the idea and I won't force you to use the coin if you'd rather not, but please don't worry about me when it comes to that. That's really not a big deal to me and it's the only way I know how to earn gold."

He sighs and deflates a bit. "I don't want to sleep because I don't want to wake up." His voice sounds a little hollow, as if admitting this is giving up. In a lot of ways, he assumes it is.