[ He doesn't know the level of intimacy she had in whatever alternate reality she comes from - and that is precisely his point. The hero he knows chatted with him, pestered him with questions, and in so doing revealed much about their character. He grew fond of them in spite of everything between them. But he doesn't know her. ]

I don't really appreciate being seen as another man to bed, [ he drawls. ] If carnal satisfaction is all you desire then there are plenty of others able to provide it. I don't like half-hearted measures either. Either you choose to love me, or you do not.

[ He pauses, then adds: ] Although I cannot recommend loving an enemy. And a dead man, at that.