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Meerkat wanted to know if she was making sense? 

"Yeah," Lane allowed, "Or it would make sense, IF men were actually capable of thinking about what they wanted before it smacked them in the face." She shrugged. She thought it was likely that if Meerkat admitted her feelings to him, it would take Issorartuyok about two seconds to decide that Meerkat suited him just fine. But Meerkat wasn't going to settle for the easy way, apparently. 

Lane thought that Meerkat was being far too idealistic. But then again, perhaps if Lane herself had been a little more principled (and a little less slutty) she wouldn't have had to deal with an unplanned pregnancy. It was probably better for Meerkat to wall herself up based on this lofty ideal, than it was for her to sleep around and end up like Lane. 

She did hate to see Meerkat sounding so lost. "I think if you do the trip with him, things will probably be clearer after that, one way or the other. And.. maybe your mom will have better advice than me." 

Lane squinted through the trees. "Is that your brother?" Had Caracal been out there the whole time? How much had he heard? She and Meerkat didn't need their secrets being spread all over the Glacier and the rest of the Taiga...