The fire flickers for two as the stars twinkle through a parting cloud layer; you watch them through the window, contemplating the events of the day. This morning you were just trying to survive past the awkwardness and embarrassment, but now you’re glad things worked out the way they did. You came here to spend time with your mare, and you were still doing just that; her heat would be more difficult to work with, but you weren’t out of ideas yet.