shitty starters deserve shitty titles

The woman responded with a charmingly falsely bashful turn of her head, and Chaos gave her a crooked grin. "I speak only the truth - your loveliness inspires this poor cold heart to poetry." He struck a faintly ridiculous, dramatic pose, his gaze upraised and a woeful expression on his fanged visage. Then he grinned again, and jerked his head towards the intriguing glow further in the cave. "I found the idea of exploring this cave intriguing, but I admit that you, my lady, intrigue me far more than such a mysterious fiery glow." He avoided her comment about all the hearts he'd broken, because frankly he seemed to have more of a history of falling for others than they did falling for him... it was a definite 0 for 2 at this point as far as that went. He didn't think he needed to admit that embarrassing little tidbit to a stranger, though.