"I keep fucking you without a condom because I'm not thinking about that when you've got me as hard as the Rock of Gibraltar. It wouldn't...I wouldn't be adverse to it. If you...suddenly..got...pregnant," he said, his eyes shifting everywhere else, giving her the shady impression that he probably was trying to do that. "Huntington's? That one's pretty bad, well, they all can be, but I know what it can do. Um," he started, his hand wiping down his face, "if you do have it, well, you'll have the best care. If a kid had it, they'd be taken care of, too. Maybe one of these magic types floating around here could cue you of it."