"Not at all," Julian responded flatly, his voice echoing in the bowl of his wineglass as he took another drink. Not yet an adult? Hm... suddenly he felt very uncomfortable about this. In the low light of the tavern, and over the top of a glass of wine, he hadn't given much thought to her age and appearance, except noting that she was lovely. Was it because she was Konti that he'd not taken close notice, or some more despicable and maliciously unscrupulous scrap of himself that he didn't want to think even existed? Twenty-three was plenty old enough for a human, but if this Konti was still a child... oh damn this diversity. It was a problem in Syliras too. It made everything much more complicated. Almost immediately, Julian's agenda for the girl switched tracks. A child? Gods abound... Julian took a long, sudden drink of his wine. It had been years without alcohol, and an entire evening without anything to eat. He began to feel the pleasant, watery feeling in his head as he pulled the glass away again, then turned to Shri and smiled politely. He noticed for the first time that she looked more relaxed than might be considered appropriate for a public setting. Childish laxness? No, he mustn't start thinking that way if he was going to continue being respectful of who she was. Sexual conquest? No. Enough of an adult mindset to travel across the world and buy a stranger a glass of wine? Certainly. There was some level of respect to be paid to her, and he would force himself to stick to it. Unless... his hypnotic stare had had some effect? Julian turned to examine her again. She was relaxed, smiling blankly... it was hard for him to tell. He didn't have a great deal of experience hypnotizing other people. "Ah," he replied, nearly choking. Some sick part of him still found her lovely, and he tried to bury it. He was not a child anymore, and he should not start thinking like one. "I cannot even imagine hundreds of years. I already feel as though I'm fifty years old, when I've only lived half that long." Which still sometimes felt old. He cleared his throat. "I had a lover once," he said to her as he took another drink of wine. His eyes fell onto his wedding ring, which he still wore for reasons he hadn't quite put together yet. "I lost her last winter, but I feel like in truth she lost me long before that. Love is something I'm not sure I can ever navigate again. It's confusing, painful... more trouble than it's worth. Not that any of my words will dissuade you. I was once starry eyed and passionate as you must be, and pursued women relentlessly. Not always for love, mind you." Julian laughed softly, finishing off his wine. By now the alcohol was firmly rooting itself in his veins. He could feel it coursing through every limb, making his spirits lighter and his arms a little heavier. Hypnotizing the girl hadn't completely left his mind. He might at least try to charm her. After waving his arm again to a passing waiter with his wineglass in hand, he turned to Shri again. "I've gone through my own brand of hell, or so I should think." Julian tilted his head at her. Suggestions would work for now. He was just testing her. If she was young for her kind, then her mind would be more pliable. If she grew to like him more than he preferred, it might be a problem, but that was something he'd deal with if it came to that point. "I cannot imagine the anguish you must have gone through in your years, especially if it has brought you so far from home. Perhaps we're kindred spirits, you and I." |