[i]Remy placed his hands on Olivia's armoured shoulders, gently squeezing them both even though the Dragonslayer likely didn't feel it. He grinned down at the lass, his own eyes reflecting Olivia's. [/i] "Of course I'll let you.. Surprisingly enough - to me, anyways - I've already grown rather.. fond of you.. One might even call it.. love.. Yes, indeed. You planted a flower in the garden of my heart, and it bloomed.." [i]He chuckled, finding his.. poetic words to be amusing. [/i]