Cormac shook his head. "You say you're not interesting, but I say you are. I think this is a time we should agree to disagree," he said with a smile, "Oh, I don't think you're perfect. I happen to have imperfection a lot more interesting and intriguing to find out than if perfection." He was being honest. Perfect was boring. Perfect wasn't interesting.
His hand moved to cover his mouth as he laughed a little into it. Looking at her with amusement after he'd settled down, he grinned. "I gather I'm not one of those exceptions then? I don't get the honor of calling you Story?" he teased, "But really, it doesn't matter. I don't think you're a Story anyway."
He laughed. "I'm sure there are other ways you can think to get revenge on me if I indirectly cause your death," he said. He shook his head, amused. "I'm not scare of you. At least not in that way."