"How'm I doing now?" Because he wasn't quite dense enough to be ignorant of the fact that he was flirting in his own way, even if that way was somewhat bumbling about in the dark. Ha. Kinda made a certain kind of poetic sense, since he was flirting with an unseelie woman.

He caught the sneer at the mention of seelie, but he didn't remark on it. Yeah, he knew from what he'd researched under Strange's guidance that the two had a kind of eternal civil war going on. The sneer proved that, memory or no, she was what she was. It'd be like a vampire that didn't remember it was a vampire smelling blood and lunging for it. Fact was, he knew that she could be a monster under the lack of memory, but she wasn't now, and he intended to protect her from herself, if it came down to it. Somebody might come along and try to restore her memory, but that would kill the woman sitting across from him now and he'd be damned if he saw that happen without a fight.

Still..."Hey M-. What's the risk that somebody will try to come and kill you by bringing out what you used to be, do you think? Because..." He had to look away now. Emotions were HARD. "I don't want to lose you. And if you think you're going to become somebody else...I dunno if I can take that after coming to like you now."