[ His expression remains impassive, though a subtle flicker of confusion passes through his golden eyes as he tilts his head. ] " You speak as if we share a past ( ... ) " [ He steps back into the shadows, his voice smooth, low, and devoid of warmth as his jaw tightens. ] " I have no memory of you, nor of the man you claim to love. Whatever you see in my eyes right now is only hunger and unfamiliarity ( ... ) so leave, before my instincts make the choice for me. "