Redsand Canyon pinyon

The question sent a flutter into her stomach, a shy and bashful smile on her features. “I think he does.” She knew he did; he had told her himself. The statement came and her smile softened in a more relaxed and familiar one, edging out of the shyness that often overcame her in these topics. “Some say doctors are the most socially awkward of us all. We spent all of our time with heads in the plants instead of learning things like how to talk to men and flirt.” She offered back because lord knew she had certainly failed in that aspect.
 
Still, he managed to like her aimless aloofness that overcame her at random times. She hoped to find such loyalty as Tamar had faith she would fine. “The man I speak of I am… sort of seeing? Marriage is far too large a commitment… but we are courting.” She stated if only to confirm the suspicions the other woman unknowingly had, but more of to make her own availability for such a thing clear. She did not know how long it would be before she was ready for something as drastic as marriage.
 
It was her question that was the most complicated to answer. “I do not know. She was not fond of the idea originally… offended the Matrona with an outlash about it even… but I think it was a heat of the moment and the shock of being presented the options of fight or marry.” Aquene confessed honestly. “I think if she finds one she cares for, she might… but I do not think it will be something she seeks out.” But that was just Aquene’s opinion.