"I can get my own partner," he says, waving his hands around in an effort to head off this nonsense at the start. "Shut up, Lester's comfy to be in. Sometimes. And Georgia is younger than my kids."¹ There are people he has in mind, but he's quite content to pursue them in his own time.

¹ Except for that one five year old kid in Indiana who may or may not be his, Trophonius is a troll.