"Of course not." He answers that automatically and then takes a long, slow breath to try and work out a reasonable - and honest - explanation.

"Eirene, I love you and you're going to be my wife soon. And part of that involved having those... needs. And when I do, I want you to be the one I have them with, but that doesn't mean that's all I see you as."

He sighs. "You know, the first time I was exposed to red K, I accused my parents of treating me like nothing more than a piece of free farm equipment. And yeah, there were times I wished I didn't have so much work to do, or that they didn't rely on me so much, but I never honestly hated or resented them for it. It just all gets exaggerated."