"Yes, love can be a weakness." He echoed her words, with a sad smile.
Love pondered on this for a moment, it was true that she had let far more people into her heart as of late than she had ever done so before. But did that mean that she was becoming weaker as a result of it? And what of Ezra?
"Is that why you stopped earlier?" She asked with curiosity, "Have you not been with anyone since Lynn?"
Ezra blinked before descending into a peal of barely restrained laughter, "Really Love, what do you think I am, a monk? I've been alive for 500 years. But I haven't exactly dated anybody else since, if that's what you meant."
"Oh, I see...what's a monk?" Love tilted her head to the side in confusion.
"Ah, it doesn't matter, it was just a group of people from my time, who abstained from sex." He explained dismissively.
