"I haven't the faintest clue. You think I'd bother with counting while you're right here?" Reynard shrugs his shoulders, his smile no less genuine and as sincere as he can be. It's quite sincere, not so surprisingly, he wouldn't be who he is if he couldn't look the part. "You don't doubt that I live in the moment, do you? Then you also mustn't doubt that there is no one for me but you."

The smile sharpens just a smidgen, showing too sharp teeth and that wicked edge. "In this moment."