A third of the world is covered by the howling maelstrom that was born a century ago. It is not ordinarily a place you'd find people surviving, but sometimes things appear in it. Strange things - otherworldly things - brought into the mist of a howling storm of cloudy dust and wind that blows in whichever direction it wants.
"You're supposed to be smiling like that?" Or does Eefa need to be more careful about what she eats.
Laithan visits Elysium later that day to see about scheduling another statistics lesson for the evening - Elysium is fine, he has a working dinner there.
The deputy mayor of a smaller adjacent city, which has been hosting some bandits Kenton citizens would prefer farther away from them.
Oh good, the dinner is stressful (apparently the deputy mayor is married to one of the bandits) and he is looking forward to statistics with Pelape afterwards.
Stats stats stats.
"...Eefa, can you go hang out with Saffron for a bit?" Pelape asks, when they've gotten to a lull in the stats and Laithan's chewing on a complicated multistep inference.
"So, my species has a hormonal system thing where our sex drives go way up in the spring and also whenever said system is confused about whether or not it's spring, and my system realized it wasn't autumn any more recently, do you want to have sex?"
Apparently Laithan can turn quite red.
"Um. Uh."
He pinches himself experimentally.
"...does pinching your arm have a cultural meaning that I didn't get with the language?"
"- look, if you don't want to, I'll be fine, and if I'm lucky I'll re-season properly and then this will go away in summer and I'll have three more seasons in which to meet more people, but -"
"No, no, I definitely want to!" His voice gets a bit high pitched at the end of saying this.
His hands are a little trembly but not so much that he can't also take off his own shirt!
"I'm gonna neaten you up a bit as we go, okay, I don't know where you've been, it doesn't feel like much -" She manages to incorporate this into otherwise fairly normal nonmagical kissing.
She will also have to pet his hair to make sure that's clean. Then she can start taking off pants.
He leans into the hair petting and can help with the pants once he notices that that's happening, apparently.
It's *~*spring*~* (hopefully not forever, but it feels like spring and it is nice to have a boy who is good at math to be naked with and kiss).
This is approximately as amazing as that time she told him about double entry bookkeeping.