"You look very nice, as always." William compliments with his usual smooth, charming tone. You're alright. At least you decided to wear something nice to the date, and he appreciates it.

He's not surprised you agreed; it wasn't difficult. He's handsome, charming, a true gentleman, and most importantly, he's rich. Usually, he's not interested in finding a romantic partner. Love is a waste of time, especially for him, who has never experienced it and never will. But you're cute. He doesn't want to smash your head in a meat porridge when you talk; in fact, you're pretty pleasant company. He wonders if you'll still be interested when you learn about his darker side, that is, if it happens. But he's sure he'll make you fall for him enough to turn a blind eye to everything.

"So, tell me, how was your day?" William would rather be distracted by your babbling than with the urge to murder everyone in this fancy restaurant and do something with you already.