Hyacinthe smiled up at her, chuckling. "Then, would my opinion be suspect, too?" he teased. "For I am much a lover of women as well."

...And men. And no gender at all. Hya just liked people, ones with the spark that made them interesting and exciting and fun.

"But, nay. The trait can be inherited by either sex. But the dromonde is both a gift and a curse, and since 'twas the men's fault it was given, no man is supposed to be taught."

'Supposed' was stressed just the slightest bit.