The scent is much more powerful once his pants are off, it's distracting, he almost doesn't hear the question. "I--uh..." he closely resembles a deer in headlights for a second. Helen was always on the pill so any condoms they had were often unused. Where there any left? A spike of anger for a brief second, if Helen is trying to force him to father a child...

No, that doesn't make sense. She could just...

"I can look," he says that but really really doesn't want to go do that. "In... a few minutes." he adds, moving between Stephen's legs and lowering himself down. He slips his fingers back inside him, and pumps them in a few short movements.