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"I do, but sometimes the public access plays something half decent," He chuckled and sat down on the other side of the couch, stretching a little. "Okay then, if you're taking the couch then I'll just sleep on the floor, let me know when you're tired I'll move the pillows and blankets over," He chuckled.

"As for the key well... alright, no, I didn't actually swallow it as I do need to get up and head out to get work tomorrow, but I can put it somewhere where you won't ever find it after I'm sure you're asleep," He smirked.

Torvil laughed. "I won't argue with that, but I'm afraid that I really wouldn't let that happen," He didn't want to be a mood killer, but he wanted to be asured that there was a line for her in the sand, a line that he would really like her not to cross right now. At a later day maybe, but right now, he needed some time to be celebate and just not have to deal with the issues of sex. Even if it was just a one night stand, it was still something he didn't want to have to think or worry about, so he let out a light sigh and let his head sink back as well.

"Morgana, I have to admit, this is rather infurating. There is a lot of tension between us, but I know it would be a bad idea to be rid of it," lifting his head and smiled at her. "You're a bad influence you know that?"

Torvil sat there for a long moment, thinking, he closed his eyes and took a deep breath, and then kicked off his shoes, and let his legs extend out so that he was laying on the couch.

To be honest, the offer was tempting. But Torvil needed to prove to himself that he didn't need that to work properly, so he wanted to prove that it had been his ex that had been the horndog and not the other way around. If he gave in now, he felt he would just be failing that.

But oh was it tempting, but Torvil was doing a good job fighting it. Tho he knew, that if Morgana persisted anymore that night, he was likely to break down.

He had the feeling he'd regret it too.

Torvil started to hum and he chewed on his lip, having felt the sweater smack his face he had to close his eyes and focus on not thinking about Morgana in the room. Taking a deep breath he gently pried the sweater from his face and tossed it at the end of the bed, then closing his eyes tight he rolled so that he was facing the back of the couch, just in case Morgana moved in front of the T.V. he did not want to risk getting a glimpse of her, it would be very un-noble of him.

Torvil jolted sitting up right, eyes shooting wide open. "YA!" he flailed his eyes darting around the room to find the source of the unknown warmth against the back of his neck. When his eyes fell on Morgana he rolled his eyes. "Oh that was real mature..." He chuckled and stood, trying very hard to focus on her face, and not her other qualities.

Torvil grumbles and sighs. "I'm not sure you'd like me, I did some really dumb things when I was me," Looking her in the eyes he frowns, but then manages to eek out a smile. "But fine, if you want me to be me, I'll be me..."

He stands slowly and moves over to his T.V. flipping it onto public access, at that moment it just happened to be playing some rather classical music, so he moved back to Morgana, and took her hands, and started to lead her in the dance.

He didn't say a word, he just, lead.

Torvil shook his head. "I can't be carefree forever, I figured that out the hard way," He spun Morgana around and chuckled, before taking allowing his other hand to place itself back on her hip. "I learned that fighting, I learned that with my ex, I was carefree, and that was a mistake, I gave too much, and I got nothing in return. I got burned in the worst way possible."

Even when the music ended he continued to dance with her, and when the next song started he just switched styles, going to a more waltz like motion now. "To be perfectly honest, I don't think she's winning when I'm no longer carefree. Yes, I may have been more wild and crazy, I may have done some rather kinky things, but I'm not proud of that. My crowning achievement was fighting for my people, and taking on the responsiblities that I have at my feet."

Looking into Morgana's eyes, he wanted this next line of words to hit home.

"Morgana, I consider you a friend, but you have to understand, the Torvil you heard about from Tinania, he's dead, he died the moment my wife left me standing there alone, when I had to deal with the changing world all on my own. If you don't like who I am now, that's too damn bad, because that's who I am," Bowing his head a little, he slowly stopped dancing, and stood there, holding her hand with a hand on her hip. "I trust you enough to let you know, that I have made this descsion because I don't want to make the same mistakes that I did with her." Smiling he bowed his head and slowly let her go, then turned the T.V. off and sat on the edge of his bed.

"I was reborn that day, and I like who I am now,"

Torvil laughed. "Truth be told... yes, we did." Blushing a little he coughed a bit and shook his head.

"Morgana, I think I need to tell you something, because it's very important to me and it might explain some things to you..."

Looking down, which he quickly discovered was a BAD idea so he altered his eyes upwards he began.

"My people punish rape by death on the spot." He said softly. "It can take many years for a couple to get married, and when they do, the girl is expected to be a virgin. It doesn't always happen that way of course, but it's the norm... My people... We view sex as sacred, something you do with someone you'll never leave."

Looking away he sighed. "I've had two wives, how do you think that makes me feel?"