Byron hadn't quite thought that far. "I have no idea how old she was when we...spoke. Old enough to have grown bored. To not be sharing Louis' bed anymore."
It didn't matter. If it was before she knew him, he'd just meet her all over again, though it wouldn't have quite the same impressiveness as I traveled through time just to see you.
"As for me," he shrugged a little. Another flash of a smile. "Immortality. No aging. No sickness. No dying from pesky bullet wounds delivered by jealous husbands. Convenient, yes?"
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Date: 2006-10-07 05:14 am (UTC)It didn't matter. If it was before she knew him, he'd just meet her all over again, though it wouldn't have quite the same impressiveness as I traveled through time just to see you.
"As for me," he shrugged a little. Another flash of a smile. "Immortality. No aging. No sickness. No dying from pesky bullet wounds delivered by jealous husbands. Convenient, yes?"