What she says rings a lot of bells - if not for the reasons she intends. His gaze narrows in sudden speculation and then his arm is tightening around her waist, drawing her tightly against him. There's a jerk upwards, sudden and without warning, and a moment later they're standing on a high rooftop above the crowds she'd sought to hide from him in - just the two of them.

He leans in close as he holds her, his nose brushing under her ear at that shallow dip just behind it, lips teasing against her throat in what seems like a very intimate and teasing caress. And then he pulls back to give her a somewhat incredulous look.

"And you remain unclaimed? Not even my father has done so?"

Rosier was not known for restraint, after all. He does not include himself in that list because clearly if he'd encountered her in the past, it was before his ascension, before he would have felt any need to do so. Now, though? Now is a different matter entirely.