He considered the confession for a moment, then nodded, //It is sad. But it's part of life. To imagine that you can offer them something good and beautiful is a gift.// But he didn't expect Michael to understand. Then he grinned broadly, cheekily even, //Would you like to use me for practice? I'm very good at pretending.// He didn't expect Michael to actually take him up on that offer, but he couldn't stop himself from making it. Or, well, he refused to stop himself.