He nods. He and Claudius have not discussed sex in this kind of logistical way -- they've only gone over the list of acts and desires, and Claudius has murmured dizzying words about what he'd like to do with Galahad, but the practical aspect of lubricant and condoms has gone unmentioned. Galahad wonders whether he ought to expect it at some point, or whether Claudius plans to show him if the time comes. When the time comes.

"Thank you," he says gravely.