Broken Antler Fen You're just like an angel

"Well, husband is no different than a very good friend," Wraen shrugged, not knowing, how to answer this question. She had never thought about potential mates being a different category than the rest of the people. "Everything you like about people and friends, should be in the man of your choosing," she said. "Though they have to live up to a standard that a friend might avoid - you two need to able to live with one another too. With friends it is tad bit different," which meant that two very different people could become good friends and remain so under the condition that they never ever had to share the same roof over their heads. 

"I trust my gut feeling - it is fairly accurate in telling me, whether I want to know more about this person or leave and never look back," so far, so true. Looking back now, she could not recall an instance, where that feeling had been wrong. She had made mistakes, but mainly due to not recognizing the early warning calls. "Going lengths at liking someone, when you really do not - has never ended well," she finished. "What about... what?" she finally asked, having not guessed, what Toad had tried to say.