"Wrong?" He arched a brow at that, a smirk still on his face. "Now, what makes you think something is wrong? Other than the fact that there isn't a man here to satisfy your needs. But then again.. you did come from muggles, so that is no surprise. I'd offer, but.. I happen to be pure."
He stepped closer. So much had confused him lately. "I want to know why you are speaking to me as though we were friends. We have never met. Nothing is wrong. And after what happened to my father? I'd think that your kind.. yours in particular, woman.. would keep their distance."