Aphrodite
"Your beauty is remarkable under the moonlight. I would much rather have you in my chambers in night fall when there is none around us except ourselves. I like to keep you all to myself, my Aphrodite."
"Why do your eyes change colour?"
"I told you, lighting and angles."
"You are frighteningly cold."
"It is common for some persons touch to feel colder."
"Why are you so pale?"
"Because I am white."
"I have never seen you eat."
"I would much rather feast on you."
"What is the meaning of that?"
"Sexually, my innocent Aphrodite."
"It always feels as though there is a double meaning to your words, Abigor. You say one thing, when in fact you mean another."