"You know I wouldn’t even think of that." he said, turning to follow the passage of a young elf moving in the other direction along the concourse. Genifer punched him in the shoulder. In fact, women, elven or otherwise, had held little attraction for him since Winona died. Eleven years, and he still didn't feel ready, which neither surprised not upset him. But he knew how to pretend, which is what he’d just done, in order to keep Genifer off his back on the issue. Someday he’d be ready for another relationship; just not yet.