Part of Uriel had been waiting for this moment her whole life. The moment when one confesses their love to her, starting their journey toward an eternity together. She never expected it would be quite like this: coming from a bed-ridden human who she might have accidentally seduced into loving her in the process of saving his life. What would she say to him? No, before that, what did she even think about it? It clearly couldn't work, right? They were different species with different customs. They probably couldn't mate and he would age so much faster. Moreover, this was all probably a result of the blood she'd forced inside of him. Uriel's heart hurt when she considered that she'd doomed him. She knew how blood worked: she would be the only one he loved, forever. But... the feeling<span style="font-style: italic">wasn't</span>mutual. She would just have to say it as it was.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic"><span style="color: #BF80FF">"Ryan... I do not love you."</span></span>She gave a long pause.<span style="font-style: italic"><span style="color: #BF80FF">"However, it is Vortian custom that after confessing, you may try to win me over. I'm sorry. When treating your illness, the best way seemed to be to use my blood inside of you. I have probably doomed you to love me forever. Even if you could win my feelings and have my First Love, I doubt your blood would ever have the same effect on me. So... if you do manage it, I will bind myself to you through human custom, whatever that might be. It... seems only fair, doesn't it?"</span></span>