<div style="text-align: justify;">Oena smiled, giving him a soft and tender kiss. “Hmm… I can return to bed if you’d like. A little romp sounds awfully tempting.” She whispered in is ear, but became quiet as the man began to speak again. She listened, looking at his hands from this odd angle. She thought of going in front of him, but his warmth against her front was too tempting. Besides, being so close she could hear him just fine. <br/><br/>Oena pinched her lips and nodded her head. “I will look into it, see if I can be of help. I don’t want to put my nose where it doesn’t belong, Mammut or not.”  Was it that time of the year already? That time when Lorna’s husband just decided to leave her and his children? She would have to confirm that but it didn’t matter whether or not it was. <br/><br/>If Lorna was feeling depressed, maybe Oena ought to drag her to the Mammut’s fire this afternoon and try to talk around a tea or perhaps do something they were both equally good at, like making baskets, which usually meant laughter and putting things in perspective; no matter how one might try, no one could be awesome at everything.<br/><br/> Lorna was good at what she did, with her kids, with the food and with the way she handled camp matters. Oena liked to think that she was good at being a spiritual leader, at helping people and keeping her man happy. There were some tasks, however, where she just failed… and making baskets was one of them. Somehow, she was never working the right tension, the right angle and they ended up with a rounded bottom and a crooked edge…<br/><br/>“I’ve been meaning to talk to you about something, for a little while.” Oena said and she sat beside him, in the opposite direction so they could both look into each other’s eyes and see each other’s face while talking. It would also make reading his sign language much easier. She had grown serious, but her look on him was no less tender. She loved him, that much was obvious, and after five years she believed she knew the man well enough, strength and weaknesses, qualities and flaws. She accepted him completely, loved him as he was and had the feeling that he was doing the same, for her. <br/><br/>“I’d like to reconsider the decision about having children… A child, actually. I’d like to stop taking my morning infusion. I think I’ve settled into my role pretty well by now and… well, we’re not growing any younger. We have the space here and…” It was obvious that she had been pondering the issue for a little while, thought about a dozen different ways to break the topic with him.<br/></div>