Don't. [He says very sharply, walking to her and biting his lip composing himself. He raises a finger and wags it slowly.] Do not bring her into this. Whatever fictitious tales you try and feed me for your own amusement, you will not use her as the bait.
... In any event. [He relaxes slightly, adjusting his coat.] Lets say, for a moment, I believe you. That any of this mendacity is even remotely sincere. Why now? Why risk such an arrangement? You made it a point never to involve yourself with anyone who would not prove themselves useful to you or your schemes. Granted the sex, I'm sure, is quite phenomenal, if the stories are true.
[Stares hard at her, leaning in to read her expressions.] But intercourse is one thing... Forming an attachment. Or making someone even think you are devoted to them in any sort of way. Why? Why the sudden change of heart? [And he's not even certain there really is one.]