[The fingers that had been sliding through Kain's hair idly, now pause, hovering.]

What else do you call it when your thoughts keep twisting that way, when every discovery you consider... what would they think of that? What would they DO with that? To want to see it all, the warmth and the flaws, the shallowness and the depths...

My first love was for mortals in general.

I got a little specific later, but as it goes, it was wildly puppyish and enraptured. Kokoli even got - as I knew later, naturally - a little jealous over my split attention.