"It was really sweet and I only remember about a third of it, it's very sad."

"It was - a good thing to be doing," he says. "I could definitely see myself being a - that."

Giggle.

"And I don't want it to just be one way, I want you to feel like I'd take care of you if you needed me to, too?" Pause. "... Because I would."

"Yeah," he says. "I believe that."

"Also we should definitely have," she says seriously, "so much sex, oh my god, it was ridiculously amazing."

Miles blushes.

"Um. Yes. Definitely."

"Not that it should be a major basis of our relationship or anything, but, we should not pretend it doesn't exist, I feel that would be a travesty!"

"Agreed."

"Anyway, um, actual serious relationship talk - polyamory versus not, thoughts?"

"I... would've thought of myself as strictly monogamous until recently. I also would've thought of myself as strictly heterosexual until recently. I have had to rethink both of those assumptions. I don't think polyamory is an option I need, but it does seem to be an option that exists."

"I'm bisexual and not particularly interested in casual relationships when I have a soul. From some, uh, let's go with 'soulless experiences,' I can see myself comfortably in a polyamorous relationship, but I don't need it either."

"As far as I can tell, I've always been bisexual and losing my soul just made me finally notice. As for polyamory... I like Zeke. I wouldn't marry him, for a number of reasons, and I wouldn't be heartbroken if I had to stop carrying on with him, but I like him and we've got a good thing going and it seems like everyone's better off if that sort of thing can continue."

"Yeah, Zeke's sweet. I think as long as I feel secure in what we are I should be fine, but maybe take it slow to see if I'm attacked by horribly jealousy gremlins or something... Though um. He's probably best not informed of me having a soul or anything we don't want my sister to know."

"Yeah, I agree. I actually wouldn't be astonished if he had a sudden attack of loyalty when threatened, but I wouldn't count on it, and I wouldn't count on him not to let something slip by accident even so."

"Right, and the sudden attack of loyalty would um. Probably prompt some retributive violence of varying degrees proportionate to the loyalty, and honestly, it just seems easier to spare him from the whole mess. I'd rather not get him killed."

"Yeah."

"My sister's not random in her violence," she says. "If that's. Any reassurance. If you do what she wants she's even pleasant and kind of charming."

"It's some reassurance."

"She's much better when she has her soul."

"Seems like most people are."

"You did okay," she points out, with a little smile. ".... And I should pack while we talk, excuse me as I go do that."

"I was a disaster without my soul, I was just really good at hiding it," says Miles.

"A disaster?" she repeats, a little incredulously. She starts picking out choice books that would conceivably come with her while on a globe-trotting honeymoon.

"A constant simmering cauldron of misery and frustration."