Tila has been called to the temple. Ahead of time, presumably so she could clear her schedule; certainly not so she could prepare, since they gave her no reason why. She wishes they had; there's no reason not to, as far as she can tell, and the curiosity bugs her until the day and time arrives.
"My dad died while she was pregnant with me and she sort of--lost interest in parenting without her beloved coparent around. She wasn't materially neglectful or anything, I always had clothes that fit and food, but she never made more than a token attempt to pretend to be more interested in her child than her dead spouse."
"Most kids probably would've been fine with my parents. Well, maybe. They only got really annoying when I started doing things I would've been arrested for if I'd been anyone else's kid. I don't know if they would've been perfectly nice to somebody who wasn't growing up into a violent bully, or if they would've found other things to complain about."
"Were you trying to get arrested or just undeterred by the possibility? I think most people who do horrible things would be glad to have the ability to get away with pulling arbitrary shit."
"I didn't exactly mind not being arrested, but... everybody'd act like nothing happened, if I hurt somebody bad enough they'd move away and people would just stop talking about them, like they'd never existed in the first place. It was creepy."
"Yeah." He sighs. "That's the north for you. I hear Okaiva's much more civilized."
"Remind me what fraction of your time in the city has been spent having sex with me so far? I'd hardly call that a feature of the city."
She kisses him back and shivers happily. She wouldn't marry him today, but they have almost a year to be sure. She strongly suspects they'll be sure.