[i]Remy only nodded. A romantic partner would be very interested, indeed.. Especially after so long of just fighting and killing. Sure, he was a King for a while. The Lord of Men.. But, he never quite had a love interest. Probably because he even really looked for one.. But now that he was away from that world.. That place.. He might as well try, right? Plus.. he had this.. feeling. A feeling he didn't know, nor understood. It was just.. there, and Remy enjoyed the feeling. It gave him warmth and safety. The Chosen Undead grinned, his tanned cheeks getting a slight red tint to them as he curiously looked at Olivia, and heard her words. [/i] "That would be nice, yes, fair maiden.. A love interest.. Someone to give me comfort, scare away the devastating loneliness, give safety.." [i]It was true; Remy had periods in his very long journey in which he was wracked with loneliness. The carnal desire to communicate with someone, to just socialize.. Yet he had always ignored it and moved on, to do his duty.. A duty he eventually refused to fulfill. [/i]