<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=82056.msg4186430#msg4186430">Quote from: Thufir Hawat on 27-01-2011, 05:57:34</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"A novel concept? Come on, dear - many people do that. It's just not talked about so much. What, even some non-Sarista do it, especially sailors. There are "sailor's wives", why not "a guide's husbands"? And so what, if there are a dozen of them? If you stick to Sarista, they wouldn't feel lonely anyway, since they also have other wives!"<br/>She stops talking and shakes her head.<br/>"Or do whatever's natural for you, dear. I'm afraid I start lecturing people sometimes. Just tell me, what would seem natural for you tonight?"<br/>Her hand slipped, sneaking her way around her waist. She seems to be mirroring Kalaj's approach, although Aevala is unlikely to see that couple.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>Aevala laughed. “You’re right. That is certainly a route I haven’t considered, but I know of these sailors and their many, many mistresses. Though, most of those women tend to not be as nearly happy as the husband,” she smirked, “Something about not having quite enough muscle to go around.” She shook her head, knowing that few cultures practiced polygamy in the same way of her kin. So many husbands, wives, and children in a family; it’s quite difficult to find where one Sarista family stops and another begins, but loneliness is something most Sarista never have to experience.<br/><br/>Aevala watched the other dancers for a moment, watching the tents spin as the air between them fell momentarily silent, although not completely as the music still flowed and laughter could be heard from every corner of the square. It was such a happy event, but she was starting to feel that she had overstayed her visit. She had a prisoner to attend as his real punishment would occur before dawn, or so were the last words she had heard from Adjia.<br/><br/>She thought about breaking the dance as the conversation had slowed, but Lara reclaimed the conversation if only for a moment before Aevala was caught in her hold. Aevala took a not-so-graceful step forward as the slender woman slipped her arm around her waist and, naturally, Aevala brought her hand to rest on the enchanting woman’s shoulder. Aevala moved a little closer to Lara, her breasts grazing her partner’s as she attempted to become more comfortable with the shift in posture.  After a moment, Aevala felt more confident and secure with her steps thanks to added support. A bright smile grew across Aevala’s cobalt lips as she leaned towards Lara, whispering into her ear as Aevala’s cheek brushed hers, “This. This feels natural, wouldn’t you agree?”