Giles smiles, not from amusement at the question itself, but from how little it surprises him. It's a very reasonable concern, places of otherworldly torture that involve sex as a main mechanism are not uncommon as these things go.

"No, not that I've seen. The Captain strikes me as..." He stops, thinking over the best phrasing, a theory starting to coalesce in his mind, "As someone trying to enact the childhood they never had. Our trials, both the ones I've experienced and only been told about, have largely been replicas of books or of common milestones in an American childhood. He seems to like to play games with us, ones that do more often than not involve anguish and death, but are more like a child who plays by ripping the arms off their dolls than a directed act of sadism"