Percy couldn't sit still any longer. Not that he was one to fidget, but the subject at hand was a rather uncomfortable one, and he couldn't simply sit there and have old feelings dredged up without having to move He unfolded himself from his chair and folded his hands at the small of his back, and turned to the 'window'. Thankfully, Fred had not returned into the picture.
It was also easier to speak his mind when not facing his audience and wondering whether she thought him to be an emotional wreck.
"She is the only woman I have ever loved, in a romantic sense," he admitted softly. "Yet when I think of her, no, there is no connection of any kind, magical or otherwise. All I feel is sadness, and regret."