A few days later, Arthur gets a message from the twins asking when the four of them can hang out. What does Dayo think?
She beams, but then turns serious. "We should figure out what we're comfortable with, though. I pretty much am incapable of feeling romantic jealousy—I will get sad if you meet someone else and leave me for them but... I would rather you be with someone who makes you happy and if that's not me I don't want artificial external ties like monogamy forcing it."
"Aw... I hope I'm that good. But I don't know. When I think about it, I don't feel jealousy about you being with the twins... except if you three decided to break up with me, I guess."
He grins right back. "Hope springs eternal. And... well, how do we proceed from this point on? I think they're interested in you."
"Okay good I would be very cross to be dating someone who never told me he was blind. It sounds like an important thing to tell."
"Well, maybe we should test some of those senses. See if your expectations are calibrated and all."
A cheerful girl walks up to them. "Hi! Are you two the flying twins?" she asks of the twins with wings.
"We are a set of flying twins. We might not be common but there are still thousands of those around the world. Even the almost-identical ones."
"Wow, the population of skymages must be way higher than I'd thought. Or maybe you guys have lots of twins. Hi, I'm Jessica!"