Santana pondered that question over for a moment or two. The fact was, she really hadn't thought that much about what she wanted in terms of a long term partner. She knew what kind of girl she liked to fuck, but that was all very much superficial and had nothing to do with whether or not she could see herself in it for the long run with a woman. With a little smirk, she turned to Sebastian with her eyebrows raised in amusement. "Do you really want to know?" she asked jokingly. It was true, though. There was no other lesbian in the world that Sebastian would actually concern himself with on that level, and he was definitely Santana's number one gay. "No... No, I'm well past wanting to date someone that needs another parent more than they need a damn other half. I'm looking for somebody that's more on my level... Hot, fun to hang out with... Somebody who can more than keep up with me. It needs to be a team effort, you know? I don't want to date someone who's way behind me or way ahead of me, either."
"That doesn't surprise me, if I'm honest," Santana replied. "He was always so... so driven and controlled. He had to have all his ducks in a row all the time, and I guess that's a lot of the way this illness works. I never bothered getting to know him back then, though. I always just hated that he'd taken what I thought was rightfully mine." She grinned at him in amusement. "Well, honey, there's never been a question that my ass was way better than Quinn's, but thanks for the reminder. But you're right. I just... I worry about him. But I guess if we think we've got a shot in hell of changing something, we're barking up the wrong tree. It's all about standing by him now. He's in a hell of a situation. But yeah... Thank God I didn't go down that road. It would've been way too much for me. No fucking way I could've handled it." She gave Sebastian a firm nod at that. "Damn right I do... It's just nice knowing that you've got somebody there for you when you have a hard day and all that shit, you know? I guess you don't really know, though." There was a light laugh then. "You're a big fan of your manslut ways."
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"That doesn't surprise me, if I'm honest," Santana replied. "He was always so... so driven and controlled. He had to have all his ducks in a row all the time, and I guess that's a lot of the way this illness works. I never bothered getting to know him back then, though. I always just hated that he'd taken what I thought was rightfully mine." She grinned at him in amusement. "Well, honey, there's never been a question that my ass was way better than Quinn's, but thanks for the reminder. But you're right. I just... I worry about him. But I guess if we think we've got a shot in hell of changing something, we're barking up the wrong tree. It's all about standing by him now. He's in a hell of a situation. But yeah... Thank God I didn't go down that road. It would've been way too much for me. No fucking way I could've handled it." She gave Sebastian a firm nod at that. "Damn right I do... It's just nice knowing that you've got somebody there for you when you have a hard day and all that shit, you know? I guess you don't really know, though." There was a light laugh then. "You're a big fan of your manslut ways."