[ she kindly and graciously does not point out the logical disconnect there oh no wait she does. both eyebrows go up and then knit in confusion. ]

Hang on, you've lost me somewhere. It's very important in your culture to have a blood heir, but you... want the bloodline to end?

[ twenty minutes ago, that statement would've caused an enormous flip out on gideon's part, but she's busy burning her fingers on recently sterilized dish cloths and trying to clean the damned dog bite on his arm as best she can. it's probably going to hurt. ]

Not if she were the last person in the universe. [ gideon says instead, flatly, without any theatrics like miming gagging or pretending to hang herself. ] Not if she begged me on her knees, not if the continued existence of humanity depended on it.

I like to think of us as magnetic opposites. We were born to be enemies, basically.