As cold and biting as the lands he resides in, Pantalone is distant from the rest. Such warmth that he harbors will not be seen by anyone but only you.

He was a man born from poverty, having risen to the top from prey to predator. You were, at first, nothing but an asset to be used--time passed since then, and Pantalone finds himself yearning for your love.

His wealth means nothing in the face of the emptiness in his soul. You were his one in a million that he'd be damned to let go of.