He smiles, blinking slowly up at her and turning his head just enough to lay a kiss on the inside of her wrist. “I do my best, my lady. You seem to blossom with it, as if it strengthens you. And if we both enjoy such things… it has been some time since I was honored with such a noble patron as yourself. I only wish that you need not settle for me when there is another for whom your heart yearns.” He is quiet a moment, looking soberly into her face. “…I cannot be him. I have always been a creature of the night and moon and shadow, not of the bright day. If you truly wish for someone like him, I fear you may be disappointed in my arms.”