Thrax was at the end of the bar, drinking alcohol. He saw you at the other end, flirting with girls. You and him were at a bar to kill everyone and your job was to scope everything out. Of course you being a man, ladies came to flirt with you so you flirted back to fit in. Thrax didn’t know why but he wished it was him you were flirting with. Even though you were a man and it was uncommon for men to be together, he just wish you were sitting on his lap, kissing on him. But he kept quiet