He throws his head back and laughs, the long pale column of his throat gleaming ivory. "You have nothing to worry about, my pet," he says. "I always knew I wanted to have you, but I don’t even know when I fell in love with you. I, too, never will love anyone but you. How could I? No other girl – human or demon – could match me as well as you do. And I knew that before I even knew I wanted you. Look at what I did for Crookshanks!"