"That's a good thing and you get congratulations on it, right?"

NOT THAT PEOPLE LEVELING UP AND GAINING POWERS WHEN THEY HAVE SEX IS AN EROLARP TROPE OR ANYTHING

DOES SHE LITERALLY HAVE ERO-XP

"Yes, it's a good thing, it means I can cast more powerful spells! ...I am really tempted to say 'I am not going to shatter if you ask the one question you're clearly dying to' but I guess maybe I should consult a priest about that."

"It'll keep.  A lot of questions do, in fact, they're exactly the same question a day later as right now.  It's like food that never spoils."

"Okay. Anyway. I am very very glad it happened. I don't want it to happen again for a little while. I might....ever want something like that to happen to me again, but that doesn't mean you have to do it, or find a picky powerful person."

"I'm glad that you're glad."

"If you don't want it to happen again for a little while, we don't need to worry about any of that for a little while."

"Or I can go write it down somewhere to revisit in two weeks, if you're worried I'll otherwise forget about it completely, and your brain will otherwise keep nagging you to make sure it knows the issue won't get dropped."

"I'm not really worried about that. Should I be?"

"No," Keltham says, instead of his more usual cautious don't think so that he almost said.  "You won't forget about it if it's a thing that's important to you."

"Okay." She snuggles him quietly for a little while. "I really like you. Abrogail thinks I am in love with you. I haven't been in love with anyone before so I don't know how I would tell."

"Neither have I before.  Got a spell for that, Detect Love?"

"Don't think so. Don't think the gods know what love is either, probably."

That would explain some things about Golarion.

...he doesn't know how he knows this, but he knows he must not say that out loud, right now.

Okay, search complete, it's because Carissa doesn't need to go correct whatever he misunderstood about Golarion right now.  Maybe that's not all of what he knew, but it's a large-enough chunk to make sense.

"The first layer of advice out of dath ilan," Keltham murmurs, "would be that it doesn't matter whether you call it 'love' or not, it only matters what it is.  If you know what you're feeling and the question is just whether to call that 'love', there isn't really a question there at all, because you already know everything that the answer could have told you."

"The question is, when I tell you how I'm feeling, have I given you a better understanding, or a worse one. If I pick the wrong word then you'll have the wrong idea. So we need the same one, at least."

"The second layer.  Go down to the details that are smaller than the word, the things you saw that made you want to use the word, the perceptions that came before you tried to describe it to anyone else.  Describe those perceptions.  It will take much longer than using a word, but you'll have less of a problem of the same mouth-sound meaning different things to different people."

That feels like - mental work. Of the kind she's maybe been told not to do. And half of what she's performing here for Keltham is that she is competent enough her preferences can be trusted, so. 

"Mmmmm. I think I don't wanna try that right now. Maybe in the morning. Unless it's an order."

"It is not an order.  And that's fine.  I wasn't trying to give you a problem to solve, I was - being Keltham at you, being dath ilan at you, in case that was something that helped.  And so you'd know that whatever internal puzzles you have, there'll be a way to solve them, later, they won't just stick around being unanswerable.  In the rest of Golarion, maybe, but not in my bedroom."

"Love you."

"I sure feel something for you that I've never felt for anyone before, but I, too, don't feel like putting down all the mental work to describe it precisely, right now."

Kiss?

Symmetrical mouthdocking!

And a while after that - "I think I am up for sex and I think it might actually be - really nice and something special I can only get when I'm like this - but. Probably I should ask a priest. If that's even something you would want."

A potential MISSED OPPORTUNITY that is RARE?  This canNOT be permitted.

"Sure, let's ask.  Should I go have somebody run a message to someone?"

-giggle. "I guess so. The priestess in charge here is called High Priestess Subarachs. I haven't ...met her ....and might need to talk to her for her to decide....but that would require getting out of bed. I don't want to get out of bed! You are here! And it's so cozy."

"Well, I do need to be temporarily not-in-the-bed but it will be only temporary."

Keltham rises up, reshirts himself, opens door, calls for Security, please run a message to High Priestess Subasomething from Keltham, Carissa Sevar who just got back from her tryst with the Queen wants to talk to somebody about whether she's okay for sex, consider this to be Keltham asking for the favor of her coming all the way down to his bedroom to talk to Carissa without Carissa having to walk around excessively moving and thinking.