"And you don't get to inform my opinion either. I will always believe him unworthy of you."
His voice was almost soft, possibly deceptively so. Caroline was saying everything he'd expected, at least up until she'd told him he scared her, and not because of who he was or everything he'd done. How was he supposed to argue against that. Caroline, he sometimes forgot just how young she was, and how much of the world there was still for her to explore. She'd not run from the fact he loved her, not since being here at least. Oh it must have scared her, that depth of feeling for one so very young. Maybe he'd done this all wrong.
And yet he made her feel something, something that scared her.
"Its a scary thing, feeling that. Old as I am, its just as new to me. And don't get me wrong there have been women, but they were...distractions I suppose, or means to an end, or boredom or countless other reasons you'd probably find despicable." Or food of course, there was that too.
"I look at my sister, so willing to fall for men that hurt her, and I watch her do the same thing again and again, make the same mistakes. For centuries I've judged her every time, every new failure. And its only recently, only since you that I wonder if this is what she feels every time. And if that's the case then at least for the short time its good, is that why she does it. Is the good worth the pain that surely follows for her."
Caroline was fighting it, fighting how she felt, and he didn't want that for her.
"You could push it all down, whatever it is I make you feel, you could walk away and count it a lucky escape. But do you think you'd ever be happy with that? With the missed oppertunity. If so, then I'll be your friend. I'll be here for you, but can you honestly say that when you see me, when we spend time together then you won't feel this?"
He stood up, sitting down was starting to annoy him.
"Sometimes its right to let your heart rule your head. What's it telling you?"