"Ah-<em>ha</em>," Aria waggled her red eyebrows when Rose gave some hint of what had transpired upon the trimaran. "It'd occurred to me, after a moment - 'wait, after Rose teleported one of both of them out there, she could've just teleported herself back alone; is her power exhausting or limited like my vestigial devil-darkness, or was she negotiating their share of the ship's hopeful sale, ooorrrrr....', heehee..."<br/><br/>With a more serious face, she replied, "That<em>is</em>a quandary. Growing up I had two friends who were twins, and...fiercest rivals,<em>not</em>friends with one another as each was to me, due to the inevitable competition, and the fact that most lads would take a garner at trying to have both."<br/><br/>"Come to think of it, the two might be cousin, they had a unique look about them, but were rather alike to one another - hair and eyes, height, physique - though I think Luneth was a bit taller, at least?...and I didn't interact with them enough to get a differing sense of personality. If your dilemma is more about feeling unfair to Ingus, my answer would likely be, life if a series of chances and surely no realm will embody that better than Tymora's. For all we know there were a few other worthies at the next pier, had the pirated anchored off it, who would've caught your eye instead. Or not -  you did make quite a catch at sea today."<br/><br/>"If it makes you feel better - or perhaps it'll make you feel worse - I'd bet even money that he has very little trouble finding lasses to meet his own fancy, and for all we know will've invited one or three to the ship for our little revel."<br/><br/>"If the dilemma is more or also about making sure you make the best choice, I suppose my advice would be to try to interact with each of them this eve, and get a sense of whom you truly would prefer or if, Hells, taking on a lady together is some 'thing' of theirs, you never know in Brightwater, it such 'twould suit you as well. Those twins I mentioned ended up with...ah, heehee, with one of my former adventuring companions when he 'retired early' on quite a nice haul we liberated  from a white dragon which, suffice to say, needed the baubles no more. He was a priest of Lathander - hmm, fecundity is part of their ethos, isn't it? I never thought of that 'til now..."<br/><br/>"Anyway, if you feel you ought give Ingus a shot, for his sake or yours or both, I bet you could get the chance. It's a large ship. And if you, uh, choose to<em>thoroughly</em>evaluate your options, you'll get no judgment from me," the tiefling flashed yet another of her grins. "But if your heart tells you 'fore that that 'tis Luneth for you, or 'twas fate he took back the trimaran, then anchors away!"<br/>