[She listens. There's truth in what he says, and, she's unsurprised to find, more understanding than most men and women who have loved her demonstrate. It isn't flattering, that description. But then again, in Bleu's experience, love can be an ugly and destructive thing.

For her and for them.]

You've learned more as an observer than a lover.

[This part, at least, is relatively mundane, and Bleu shrugs back at him.]

Have you ever been fascinated with someone who later turned out to be a complete dick?