"... You know what, I'm not even going to ask. Because I really don't want to know."

Parasitic dildo? No. He can imagine and he doesn't want anything confirmed, and he doesn't want details he hasn't imagined. He sits back with his tea, grateful for it after all of that. It's been a far more productive afternoon than he'd been anticipating, but at least Jon is free of two pernicious problems.

"Maybe I should start advertising my services. Here for all your curse-breaking and cursed-object-removing needs."