[ He snorts. ] No. He has the past version of myself to woo. If all goes well, he will have centuries to spend with another, better version of me.

[ His hand falls away and he rearranges his legs so they're crossed instead. He still sits hunched over though. ]

My mind is made up, Irhya. I would appreciate it if you respected my decision.

[ By his tone, he won't be budged from this. ]