Gently he ran his hand down her hair to try and soothe her a little. He knew how break ups could get. "Ah. Well at least you haven't lost your taste." He smiled to her, trying to tease her. He tilted his head and set his hand on her cheek. "It does matter. And you can talk to me."
He raised an eyebrow, "no. I happen to be rather fond of you Elizabeth. Former mortal or not, I was drawn to you because you're accomplished and gorgeous. And sometimes people see your strength as coldness, and it's their loss. Now," he dropped hsi hand, "would you like a drink?"