"Kav," he repeated. "No, it's not. Been a little while." He'd found other ways to satisfy his needs, but he'd also... been in the habit of ignoring them for long stretches of time. He supposed he didn't have to here, but Darrow was a small place. Not that different from Battery City, in some ways.

Someone could always find out. Someone could always decide to make it an issue.

When they got to the hotel, Poison got a room. Maybe an alleyway would have been easier, but he didn't want that right now.