I cannot conceive how anyone could call your vocabulary weird, i find it utterly fascinating and charming. It shows what a well cultured person you are, something that is quite hard not to feel drawn to. That said, i am still not foolish enough to ignore that one tiny voice at the back of my mind that is my self-preservation instinct, but still chapeau to your terminology, i could listen to you talk the whole day.
Thank you, I wish I heard such effusions more often.
In addition to thanking you, I also want to point out how perfectly your comment about being well-cultured parallels an ask I received from an anon earlier in the day: culture and intelligence are seductive. If I don’t see that in another person, why in the world should I give them my time?
You must seduce me. (You, Piki-icon’d morbidlizard, you do not need to seduce me, I am yours. That is, if you ever overcome that troublesome instinct you mentioned.)
My Dark Knight/Not A Lancelot/Nor an angel with wings/Just someone to love me/who is not ashamed of a few nice things/My Dark Knight/What my heart would say if it only knew how/please dear Venus/show me now…