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[ The video flickers on to Leto sitting on his bed, kicking his legs briefly. He grins when the video starts recording, pushing himself onto his feet. He tilts his head, that odd bird-like movement he often exhibits. ]

I have heard some interesting things of late, so I thought I'd put the question to you all. When you fall in love, can you only love one person? Can you fall in love with multiple people? Is love something you find yourself stopping after just one?

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Do you think so?

[That sounded a bit like a challenge? Though surely not. He wouldn't be that forward, would he? Then again she started it.]

But that would defeat the purpose, wouldn't it? You ask questions of love. I don't imagine you would do things with someone you don't care for, let alone know very well.

How do you know I would not care for you?

[ As for how well -- he'll leave out the part about his prescience for now. ]

[Well that certainly catches her off guard and she gives a short laugh, eyebrows raised and clearly surprised.]

You make a lot of assumptions, don't you? We've only barely spoken.

[Though she is flattered and... maybe a little flustered. Seven Hells.]

That does not preclude a chance of caring that might arise.

[ Though Leto rarely needs anything to care. He always cares, he's meant to care and that was his profound weakness that he holds out for people to see. ]

[Welp. She... really isn't sure what to say? Good job Dany, getting yourself caught in a bluff. Sure it's all fine and good to joke about him volunteering to "meet your needs" but-???

Is this man playing with her? She has no way of knowing.]

So you want me to believe that you care for me. Prove it then.

[Since he's pretty much calling her on her bluff... may as well call him on his? Or what she assumes is a bluff. He barely knows her and he's awfully magnanimous. She's half convinced he's trying to make fun of her.]

No. I want to believe that caring can happen if you're willing to let it. I can care. I do care and if you like, I can prove it.

But will it matter?

No, I don't suppose it would matter but it would be an effective way to pass the time.

[She is curious though, what he would be willing to do to prove just how much he seemed to care.]

Name your terms, if you have any. I'm not easily impressed by strange men with claims like yours but you have my attention so I'll grant you that.

[Daario had been a little more earnest in his attentions. She'd actually been quite fond of that.]

[ Terms? Leto blinks as he processes that. But it doesn't take him long to find something satisfactory. ]

Very well. All I ask is that when the day comes, you'll consider opening your heart once more. It need not be with me.

[That again? Well he's being fair after all.]

Fine.

[Sort of.]

And how do you plan to go about proving me wrong? Because I still feel compelled to point out that words and actions are two different things.

[Though she knows full well if you care about someone it isn't a competition. It's little things that count.]

If I told you, then you would be all the more prepared to counter. I had best leave it as a secret for now.

I hope you aren't planning to show up aboard the Caprine with gifts to earn my affection when I least expect it.

[Because whoa that would definitely be embarrassing.]

I might. But I shall do that in small doses.

You're serious?

[No, for real. Is he seriously planning to show up and give her presents just to prove he cares for her? ~~Damn it is everyone taking a page out of Daario's book all the sudden?~~]

I was serious before as well. Nothing has changed.

[ Leto approaches everything with a placid sense of seriousness and amusement. It is not a joke, but there is humour to be found. ]

You're a very strange man, has anyone ever told you that?

[But hey, he got a smile out of the Mother of Dragons?]

Oh, plenty of times. But I imagine that's part of the appeal.

[ Perfect, for the Father of Sand-Worms. ]

And modest too.

[She laughs, her violet eyes lighting up with mirth.]

[ He grins, buoyed by her good mood. ]

In my defense, I stopped at "part".

I look forward to what your idea of a gift will be. Perhaps I might reciprocate if the occasion calls for it.

[Though he seems like the type who would sooner accept that she enjoyed his gift rather than a material object in itself.]

That would certainly honour me.

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