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Alya's gaze fell warm and - hesitantly - sincere on her companion. There was something very easy to like about Nikai. She found herself falling into a certain sense of comfort with him, and hardly even thought about it as she leaned her head on his shoulder. The sunset blazed into her eyes, so she closed them, and the world turned all warm and rosy-gold. There was nothing but the crash of the waves and the beating of their hearts, and Alya decided that Nikai was definitely hers.

"I'm going to come and live with you," she said to him. "Will your parents like me? We're going to have babies together, so they'll have to."

She wondered if Nikai would also be interested in impregnating her sisters. It seemed odd to be thinking about doing something without consulting them first. She should probably bring this up before making any decisions.

"One day, I mean," she amended. And then, a bit more like her usual, haughty self, "Don't get complacent."