"I am under the impression- and this is something I know more from observation and hearing of such things than experience- that love requires a greater depth of knowledge and understanding of a person before it can be considered more than a passing fancy." Michel knew things, this was true- but he did not know the worst. He did not even know the moderately questionable things of Zevran and he was content to keep it as such.

Where he knew little of sentiment and affection- he knew more than his share of this edging, petty, baiting game. "If that is what you choose to believe, who am I to contradict you?"