"My lady must forgive me when I say that I do not have much of a life to talk about at all. I do not have much of a 'self'. When all you do is record wars from the age of six you start to hate humans and close yourself off to their stupidity." His voice grows a bit cold and hard, face closed off. Now she might notice his face is paler than normal, his hands clammy when they had touched her. He's ill from saving material from the flooded river's reach.

"War, no matter the players, is a horrid thing and I did not want to ruin any happiness your majesty might find here. I thought that the wars of my home should stay as they were, of my home. Even here we have put aside the war despite one of the demons' masters being in our presence. There is no reason to fight here, it is not your majesty's war and I am not your majesty's subject."

Lavi gets to his feet abruptly, "I had thought that I was your friend, but now I see otherwise. Forgive me for waking you." He turns and walks toward the door, perhaps he can get Kanda to spar with him - cold or not.