"As much as you seem disinclined to believe me," Felih hums, a wry smile on his lips, "I do, actually, care. I would not bother asking if I didn't." He sighs a little, and tries to catch the man's gaze once more.

Know your enemy, goes the old adage, but Felih can't help but realize that the more he learns about this man, the more they could have simply been friends, had things been different.

"Love matters. Life matters, no matter its form. Did the experiences not bring you at least some manner of joy?" he murmurs. "It isn't a terrible thing, to enjoy those things. Those relationships and lives and carnal pleasures- fleeting, but no less enjoyable for it. After all, you did indulge in them, did you not?"