But you do not love me. And I do not love you, Demande. [What he had for her was obsession. What he wanted from her was submission and servitude, to worship him. She could not give him that. That was not in her to give it to him.] I think, truly, you could come to really love someone, Demande. But I am not that person.

[She tilted her head at his statement and then offered him a smile.]

But, I have no need to use you, Demande. I have no use for you at all.