"One should always love themselves, not just a part." Lysander had to agree with that, at least partly. His eyes followed the gaze of the other fae to the human on stage. Her poetry was a little too...melodramatic for his own taste.
He tilted his head. "There is beauty in the cold and dark." he said quietly, then frowned. "So you wish to destroy her beauty? Why? She has done nothing to harm you."