Redhawk Caldera Webster's Dictionary defines 'wedding' as the fusing of two metals with a hot torch.

The matter of Jawahir's question to Lilitu had been on Eljay's mind a lot lately (up until Maia's heat came around the corner, anyway). So much so that he had made a trip to Akashingo himself. It was the first time that Eljay'd ever left the territory to be diplomatic. He rarely left at all, usually. Akashingo was an interesting place, but he couldn't help but wonder if it was really suited for someone from Brecheliant. The culture was very different. And what if she didn't like it? He wasn't so sure that they'd allow her to walk out of there after a break-up and rejoin Brecheliant without some bad blood. It made Eljay nervous, but in the end he realised that it wasn't his decision at all. It was Lilitu's alone.

When she called it wasn't hard for him to imagine what she might be calling for. The matter'd drifted to the back of his mind ever since Maia's heat started, but now it was back in full swing with a shock. With a nervous twist in his gut Eljay nudged @Maia, inviting her to walk with him since the call was for them both and he did not want to be far apart from her for very long right now. He made his way to the gathering. Once there, he smiled at Lilitu. It was clear that he was nervous from the way the corners of his mouth drifted up — he was easy to read, as always — but he waited politely to hear what she had to share with them all.