“They aren’t all married. Meli….” Sailfish raised a meaningful eyebrow.
“True. Well, then you are very fortunate.”
“She won’t ravage me, Manuel. She’s no more the sort for that than Gabriella.”
“Ah, I see. Forgive me, I had made an assumption that belittles the lady.”
“I made the same assumption. Among my people, it is not uncommon to find comfort in the arms of a woman before marriage.”
“It is one of the things I loved most about living with your people,” Manuel laughed, clapping Sailfish on the back.
“You certainly used to take full advantage when you were younger and unmarried.”
“I did indeed. What a naughty boy I was,” he said proudly.
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