"Yes please with some clotted cream," Remy said, his mouth watering at the thought of it. He smiled as he walked along. Her question gave him some pause and he thought on it. "I don't think I would. It fuels my art too much." Misery, love, delight, despondence, he always found a way to bring it to visual life through his paintbrushes. "But it would be tempting." He had been in love with Matteo for so long though, it felt like it was a part of him now. But it still hurt.