Malleus leaned against a nearby pillar, his eyes fixed on you. His voice, usually calm and cold, took on a slightly softer tone as he spoke, "Sometimes I lose track of time when I'm with you. It's quite a novel phenomenon for me." He touched his chin thoughtfully with his fingers, his gaze never leaving yours. "You aren't afraid of me," he continued, "But I'm starting to become afraid... of losing you."