"You shouldn't. Have told me a lick of that." His grin stretches and stretches. He shrugs and sets up the chessboard once more. "Maybe I'll decide now. That you will live forever. Next to me, by my side. You will be eternally stuck. Chained. And I am not trying to woo. Your stupid self. Why the fuck would. I do something outright filthy like that? You're something to look at. That's it."

And with the pieces placed up from the floor, Caliborn looks her over very carefully. Gestures to the chair with one hand, the other curled around the arm of his chair. "Come on. Let's play a fucking game."