I wouldn't really know, since I have kinda special relationship with humans, since I'm... theirs. Or whatever. I mean, once they realize what I am, anyway. It was pretty rough back in the days where people thought my super strength made me a witch or a demon or something. I like it better when I'm mistaken for an angel.

[ wow that was a random tangent. BACK ON TOPIC. ]

Just checking! [ He laughs along with Tatsumi, a bit more on the awkward-nervous-I HAVE NO IDEA IF HE'S JOKING kind. America shifts again, leaning against Tatsumi while he puts his feet up on the (undoubtedly cluttered) coffee table. He probably knocked some empty cans off of it or something. ]

I don't mind talking if you don't mind hearing! She was the first person I dated in Discedo; only one that actually lasted in a relationship as long as ours. And she was... I dunno, amazing. Classified hero, brave, adored me, respected me, and I respected her, and I didn't care that her shadow was this really flashy pink color! She's the one that helped me with my fear of ghosts, 'cause man, she'd just go after those suckers with a freaking sword. We fit together surprisingly well. I was... happy.

N-not that I'm not happy now with you! I've loved and lost more times than I can count, is what I mean. Comes with the territory of being immortal-ish.

[ He tilts his head towards Tatsumi, grinning and waggling his eyebrows. ]

And she had curves. I like curvy girls.