"Yes. Historians can't agree what killed him. I read somewhere recently they've found the tomb of his son. They want to run tests to see if he was actually related to the monarchy." Amsu had kept from smirking. He already knew what the scientists would fine. "The park sounds like a lovely idea. It's a beautiful night out." Of course Amsu had his best acting skills out. He had tilted his head in question when she had spoken softly before. He's aware of her searching his face like's he's familiar. By now he is very sure he had found her again. The longing, as he calls it, had let up since he got here.<br/><br/>He had seen the trance like state she's in now quite a few times. He does wonder what the process of remembering past lives is like though. Some the ways she had slipped from him in the past weren't particullary pleasant. "That's quite alright. It happens sometimes around me." Even women who weren't his beloved sometimes drifted off into day dreams around him. "Courtly love may be dead and chivarly may be scarce but there are those of who still practice the art. I recommended this place, so I will pay for our fare tonight." Sometimes Amsu's speech did tend to be a little bit archaic here and there. As are his manners. His pleading green eyes prevents any further arguments. Amsu helps her into her coat and also opens the door for her when leaving the restuarant. There's a park a couple blocks from where they had ate. "So what is your favorite animal", he asks causally as they walk.