Then we will go together, when you are ready.

[ There's a finality to it he can never muster for himself. If Olivine has a wish, though, he will move mountains to reach it.

He cocks his head though, breathing in. ]

Not as strong, no. But you still smell... [ His eyelids roll, pupils dilating ] divine. Mateable. [ His hands brush over the other, tightening possessively. ] It would make any man want to breed you, regardless if they knew why. I think I would kill them.

[ It's said evenly, no hint of humor. ]