[Alas, the bemused expression betrays his ignorance where Robert Johnson is concerned. Kids these days.]

The spiritual opposite of a blowjob, [he muses, fork suddenly scraping too loud; schooling a flinch, he meets Cyram’s eyes.] From experience? I’ll say that demonic possession by a void kitsune probably counts.

[He gives that detail a moment to breathe. Cy seems a sharp guy; he shouldn’t need Stiles to spell it out. Hopefully, the new information will help explain some things from before.]

Anyway, if you’re offering… Well, I won’t say no. I’m, uh, not the greatest student, though. As a warning.

[Despite that, there’s a keen interest brightening his gaze now. Something to look forward to.]