"Witches all have two names," it occurs to Ranata to say. "We mostly use the first, unless we're being formal or distinguishing between two with the same first name, and then it's both. Ranata Ekamma; Isabella Amariah. Like that. What's your full name?"
"It would be the best day ever," says Zeviana loftily. "Adarin would turn bright red at the slightest mention of it and it'd be hilarious."
"Would he really? If it was merely alluded to that you had a harem."
"If he knew I actually had one? Yes. If I was just joking around he'd roll his eyes and go back to whatever he was doing."
"Because he's a prude. He does strange things because of it. When he caught me with an ex of mine he avoided me for like a week."
"It seems extreme regardless unless what he caught you doing was vivisecting small animals."
"Pretty much. But then I got snippy about if it was because I was with a girl and he just looked at me like I had grown a second head and said something along the lines of, 'What the hell does that have to do with anything?' So I forgive him."
"So it's all right for him to be a sex-negative prude but not a homophobe, understood."
"Yup. Also people wanting me to have their magical babies. So here's better!"
"Eh. I don't see myself as a good mom, and it's not like I can have kids with women?"
"There's been some efforts made to allow it with magic, but not success so far."
"Yeah. I mean maybe there's a way with my magic, but we haven't figured it out either. If it becomes important to me I might get to researching it, but as of right now, don't want to."
"Thanks! Besides, I'm still kinda young for kids. I don't even know what I'd do with one. I'd just hold it awkwardly and be like, 'Um. Help?'"
"Well, there's not a lot to be done with them when they're babies except coo over them and keep them fed and clean - which is plenty time consuming - but then they grow up and bring home their extraplanar boyfriends and casually talk about colonizing Mars, so."
Zeviana laughs. "And then you befriend their extraplanar boyfriends' sisters, right? That's how this goes?"