"All right, that will work." He grinned at the question, and could answer with a completely honest, "Yes. I'm still good in an emergency. Surprisingly though, there hasn't been much of that here since the first day. We're still busy enough, with everyday matters, but nothing that would constitute an emergency."
He stood still while Stephen ran the diagnostic spells, and when he was done he was too shocked to move. "Wait. What? There's a spell on me?" A lust spell, even, which he hadn't even known existed. "Can you tell how long? Or what it does?"
He shuddered, the thought that he'd been walking around under some sort of sex spell was completely disorienting, and made him feel violated. "Can you take it off?"