"It is," much better then the empty promises he'd given her. "I always did like romance. I can't really complain about my life." She wondered if he'd enjoy that more, knowing she was miserable.
"Well," she picked up her bags, "I have more shopping to do. You can come by Naxos, but don't come in when Dion is there. I'm serious Theseus. He will hurt you."