"Certaintly," Gallus said after swallowing the last of his meal. He didn't seem discouraged at all by Meesei's concerns, but took in her words attentively. "Though, first I would take a look at all of them, try to inspect their temperaments, and construct a more informed plan."

Gallus stood up from his seat and waved to Uthri. "See you, Uthri."

Uthri just nodded respectively.

"We should go and see them now, I think," Gallus said to Meesei and Ri'vashi.

Irenya's following question gave Fendros pause. Now things were beginning to get clearer. Fendros lifted his brow and gave her a sideways look, before looking down and thinking carefully about what to say. He saw no reason to be anything less than honest for the most part. It was not as if Irenya's high opinion was required to validate them.

"Well...in a word, no," Fendros started. He narrowed one eye and rubbed his upper arm with his free hand. "But, you see, it's not straight-forward. We come from different backgrounds, different ceremonies for marriage and all that. Hircine's cult doesn't really formalise such relationships, so it's been like that so far; de facto." Fendros shrugged, "If we were to go through a ceremony, well, it would either be in the Tribunal Temple, in the eyes of our ancestors and the reclamations, or with the Temple of the Eight. Neither of us are especially attached to those religions any more, but...we would have to decide, we would have to work out how to do it, and..." Fendros peered over to Irenya, "To be honest, I don't think it's been on our minds."

A glint of dishonesty came through Fendros' tone as he finished speaking. It was more likely with all that had been going on recently, that he would rather not be thinking about marriage, in spite of the thoughts lingering.