That seems...terribly lonesome. And terribly practical.

[He huffs a weak laugh, turning to rest his cheek against her hair. Letting the musty smell of herbal shampoo and cotton from her pillow center him. Reminds himself that it's brown and faintly wavy rather than blood red and full of ringlets.]

So very practical, Solano. And that would be the wisest course. To beguile someone into loving you without ever having to return the sentiment. It'd be safest. Not entirely fair to them unless they knew how it was to be from the start- but you are not a dishonest woman. I think that is a fine thing to aim for. Truly I do. And I wish you luck in that- perhaps I might find that to be what it is I share with Jack and Eugene.

Because for it to be love...I've fooled myself into thinking I felt it once before.

And it was not worth the pain that came after.