He's trying to ignore it. Really. They just met, they barely know each other, but every time she meets his eyes, there's a rise in that scent and-

She really is quite beautiful, isn't she?

He can focus on this conversation, really. He's had to ignore scents before. Every day, every time he meets a human and their scent gets thrown at him. They smell good.

She smells good and it's not just because she's human.

Conversation, Ryan. It's your turn to speak.

"I suppose if someone has access to a time machine, it'd be quite simple," he says, gathering his thoughts. "Or even just access to this place." Head tilt. "Which you do, so, technically, that's correct, then, isn't it?"