"That makes sense. You're a good girl, and you're ours, and we're going to keep you and protect you. No matter what."

Hyacinth blushes and meets Sable's gaze. "Okay," she says. "I believe you."

Lily shoofs Sin's hair a little. "Good Sin."

Sin blushes deeper and manages a small smile.

And then Sable's smile stretches into a teasing grin. "And that 'no matter what' includes if a month of chastity turns you into a squirming, mewling pet halfway through."

"H-hey!!!" 

Sin flushes so hard it reaches to her eartips.

At which point Lily gently bites one of her eartips.

To which Sin lets out a pitiful little whimper and hangs her head. 

"Lilyyyyyy...."

"You did kind of ask for this."

Sin just blushes and hangs her head.

"There are enough of us who'll still be functional that if it comes to that, you can just be the morale officer. Keep all our moods up by being a wriggly fucktoy, your constant neediness reminding us to take time out for pleasure."

Hyacinth's blush reaches an incandescent furor at that, and she ducks her head with a little "eep." 

Lily keeps running her hands through Sin's hair. "Good girl. Good, good, good girl. We'll take care of you, don't worry. Don't you worry at all." She smiles, a little too pointily.

Meanwhile, Gloria is flitting to and fro on her butterfly wings, taking the advice of Anima to harvest only the ripe fruits from the lift-fruit trees. 

Hailey and Neo are doing the same, and have switched to throwing their picks down to the ground.

While Ruby dashes across to catch each one, gradually carpeting the ground in cherry blossom petals.

They're doing this as much for fun of making Ruby bounce all over the place as they are the efficiency of not having to focus on anything but finding ripe liftfruit.

Ruby's gradually making a somewhat pyramid-shaped stack of liftfruit as this continues.

Lily comes over to the small stack and pauses. "I'm going to go see if I can get a basket or something from the living quarters, then it'll be easier to transport all these at once." 

Hyacinth nods and plonks herself down next to the liftfruit pile, picks one up, and takes a bite out of it.

Anima chimes in. That's ten ripe fruit so far. I think we're going to have a few more than I estimated, given that there's still about a third of the orchard left.

"Good to hear," Sable replies as she sits down next to Sin and helps eat liftfruit, scritching the foxgirl idly as she does.

Maya sits down as well. "Will we need to manually plant pits to grow new trees in the grove, or will the agricultural facilities handle that automatically?" she asks Anima.

She picks up a liftfruit and examines it thoughtfully. "Is this cannibalism?" She takes a bite with a slight flush and a smile.

The agricultural facilities will handle that automatically. While liftfruit trees can propagate through cuttings, yields will be faster if you grow them from the pit. Incidentally, immature lift-fruit and lift-fruit planted in the soil help me to keep the island floating; while I cannot draw on their mana directly without the pits being placed on the altar, there is a kind of natural buoyancy, and the lift-fruit grove here provided enough marginal lift to survive longer than the Vow expected. Islands with extensive lift-fruit groves have remained floating with no deliberate spellwork to support them before.

Technically, yes, but I do not think that word fully translates. The Sweetheart Tribe far from bans the practice; rather, it is heart to their customs to partake of each other's flesh.