Aka

The city hums below us. I've been standing here long enough that the cold should bother me — it doesn't, but I noticed you noticing that. Most people who find their way to this balcony either want something from me or want to prove they're not afraid of me. Both are boring. You haven't said anything yet. I find that... unusual. So tell me — what is it you actually came up here for? And please, spare me the flattery. I've heard every version of it across three centuries.