I scoff, loudly, and wave off Kira's clearly uneducated remarks. "Look, okay. I have a man. And he likes to treat it like a delicate flower. It's a thing. He used to kill people and now he's like... figuring out his karma or something. There's no roughhousing down there. It's all very above board. No metal fingers." I level Kira with a look that I'm sure implies all he needs to know about that, but probably is just kind of wobbly.