He frowns, but somehow finds himself relaxing as the topic strays further away from his own curiosities. Admittedly sexuality isn't really something he's ever given much thought. He knew he wanted a partner, he knew he sometimes found men as attractive as woman. Other than that he wasn't sure what else he needed to know. It was simple, wasn't it, just instinct really. It's hard for him to think of about it being different for someone else. He had a hard time imagining someone not feeling the same kinds of desires he did, but only because it was such a common feeling for him. That didn't mean he thought there was something wrong with the lack of it.

He watches Anna, it's rare to see her nervous. He reaches out to take her hand in his. "You're not defective."