[He latches on, and realizes that he's "just" a human. No threat there at all. Enough that once he's sure of it, he lowers that armor, every inch of it retracting from his skin. Even with a weapon, a human can only do so much to him.

[The scent and heartbeat are easy to follow. To not get lost in the labyrinth of corridors and hallways and walls. He's getting closer and closer. He's so close, in fact, that his footfalls are landing no more than a few feet parallel to the Phantom, the next wall over.]

Mm. Should I actually develop romantic feelings for her, however misguided or foolish they may be, why would I resist letting her know? You may offer your opinion, but you cannot restrict what I choose to do.