Looking at Fiora's disbelieving expression, Davis felt like he should explain himself.
"Fiora, I'm not a saint. I'm not sure what picture you have painted of me in your mind, but I'd like to say that I'm a man, a greedy womanizer. I find it difficult to resist women who I have approved of in my mind. I found you endearing way before your elder sister because of your kind heart and courage, but she made her move, quickly made me hers in a sense, that is before you can even try and consolidate your feelings towards me."
Fiora became stunned as her mouth slightly hung agape. Her tears had stopped falling, but her eyes still remained moist, making her look innocent.
Davis continued on, seeing that Fiora didn't reply, "It seems you have asked your elder sister what if that day you sacrificed your innocence to me save your elder sister, what it would be like living with me? After hearing your thoughts, I imagined the same way, but the reality is different."
