Albus crosses his legs and looks up at him with a reluctant frown. "Yes. I really thought I would succeed - it was probably because of the position. So what's your problem with the act? You pulled out before you came." He glances slowly over from Scorpius" lap down to his soiled cloak, and purses his lips. "Could you really not spare my clothes? Considering you didn't even bring your wand to clean them, that would have been too kind."