"I respect women," Scorpius said. "And I don't want to get serious. I'm eighteen. I don't need to be married, or even engaged, any time soon. But no, I don't sleep with women I've just met." His ears were hot now, so they had to be pink too. "I've never even had a shag, so you don't need to worry about it," he muttered. "But I'm not planning on waiting until I'm married, either."
He needed to twist this conversation, get it out of being so bloody confessional. A small grin peeked out. "So you don't need to worry about being a grandfather at eighteen. Unless my kids show up. If I even have kids in the future, since I can't even think who I'd have them with."