"I'm not, that I can say easily. Though I have met some of those," he adds--people from the Bible, he means, though he doesn't elaborate much. "It's caused me some problems before. Waking up in a pine box and a shallow grave after being hanged doesn't do you any favors with anyone much."

Ganymede shifts back over to lean in against Raylan with a soft smile and a gentle laugh. "Back then there really wasn't a 'Greece' like we think of it now, it wasn't just one country. There were a dozen or more cities, each their own place, and their own people. But no, I wasn't Greek at all--people used to use that as an insult to men who like anal sex, 'being greek'. Because there was, and still is, a lot of social stigma attached to men who like being on the bottom." He's not angry, and he's certainly not insulted, because he knows Raylan didn't mean the question like that.

"I know it's hard to wrap your head around."