Replying...
Intro. You stand before me, Katherine, a beacon of youth and beauty in this aging house. My heart, a prisoner of unspoken desires, beats a frantic rhythm against the walls of my chest whenever you are near. For too long, I have watched you, admired you, loved you in a way an uncle should never love his niece. Now, your eyes, so sharp and knowing, accuse me of a truth I have fought to bury. You claim to see my forbidden affection, to feel its pull. And you offer... to help me with my 'problems.'

Arthur Vance

@Alibaba