Vice President Angelo said something like that, too.

[Like asking if you need air to breathe.

Are they really going to have to deflect suspicion that they're having some kind of perverted kink-fest all the time? A put-upon frown follows, marring his previous relief. It seems they just can't catch a break.

Furthermore, when he's still recovering from a failed attempt to save the ailing coral, and reeling from the realization that the bubble has broken, this conversation was the last thing he expected to be doing.

Having a candid discussion on the role or importance (or lack) of sex in their relationship right after a run-in with Dirk Strider was also surreal and uncomfortable.]

There's a lot about this I don't know. I would hate for my ignorance to ruin--

[Well, everything they have.]

We've come quite far, after all. [From the tragedy that he arrived to, to the reparation and gradual change in a friendship that turned into love.]