[ Again, the oddity of the conversation does not escape him. Discussing his sex life with AI, one that doesn't even hold interest in such things, save perhaps the psychology of it. It has all the clinical tone of talking to a shrink, and Locus hates that, more than most things.

It's a personal question. But then, Delta is already living in Taylor's head. He'll see it all, or as much as he cares to. ]

Trust.

[ It all boils down to that, doesn't it? One big, sexually satisfying trust exercise. He sighs quietly. ]

Knowing what we can do, what we're capable of, and being able to trust that the other person will always do what you want. Failing that, what you need.