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I would advise you double-check my posts, as my opinion on what is essentially my personality likely differs greatly from what it actually is.

In the essentials, Erelye is a very bookish, intellectual sort of person, though he ends up not thinking things through all the way most of the time, also having a self-esteem lower than a particularly vindictive ignoramus. As for any dialogue, if you wish to have any, I would suggest looking into either the trope Sesquipedalian Loquaciousness, or Sophisticated as Hell. Whichever works. Anyhow, he tends to end up giving large amounts of exposition for one reason or another.

Now, for approach to romance... obviously, elven culture has a romantic spectrum far more complex than even the trolls do (thanks to my creation of elven culture and society). For the sake of your fanfiction, let's just talk about amimic romance, which is literally just human romance, but more to my personal need for interesting names. As I do not write (or consider) romance in general, I shall have to come off the ball with this one. Kalare would probably end up very awkward and nervous, and would definitely not start any relationship by himself (unless he were spectacularly drunk).

Tricky appeared in front of Blue, who was looking at her tablet like usual. Without looking up, she started talking to him, “Get off of my ship before I blow up both of us.”

Tricky ignored her, and took off a beautiful yellow flower out of his pocket. He handed it to Blue, “Flower?”

“What? Is it going to light on fire?” Blue asked harshly, not looking up.

“Of course not, take it,” Tricky said.

“Fine,” Blue replied, taking the flower, before throwing it across the room without even looking at it.

Tricky walked over to look for it, and after a couple of minutes saw it. It hand landed in a pile of dust bunnies. He picked it up and headed to the washroom to clean it. He quickly did so, and took out a hairdryer to dry it. As it was drying, he heard something enter Blue’s room.

Security, probably. Can’t get blood on the flower...

Tricky ran out of the washroom, forgetting to turn off the hair dryer. A couple security drones were approaching him. He quickly leapt into action, and started fighting them. They stood no chance combat wise, but they were metal, so it took almost ten minutes for him to finish the last one off. He heard more drones approaching in the distance, ran over to close the door, and barred it with his stop sign.

Blue finally looked up, “If you’re going to kill me, let’s hurry it up."

Tricky motioned for Blue to follow him into the washroom, which she did hesitantly. On the way there, she quietly grabbed Ultramarine, but Tricky didn’t seem to care, if he even noticed. He stood at the door, looked at Blue, and motioned into the washroom, “Look at the flower I got you.

Blue scanned the room, and saw the burning remains of Tricky’s flower. As she watched, the flames spread across the wooden counter. Tricky finally looked into the room again, just in time for the sprinklers to turn on. Blue turned to him, “Kill me, or get out.”

Tricky frowned and disappeared from the room. I’ll have to try again later.