Heh... They would find their faith in me. Like a religious experience converting a non-believer!

[Still, though. The sound of a sharp crack fills the air, like just enough pressure being put on glass to hit the breaking point.

Larix ignores it, but his smile is a little less wide than usual.]

I don't know what you mean. Romantic gestures? Those are a part of who I am. The me I present to the world is everything I have to give. I am presenting my heart.