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

If the three of them, Maia had the least context to draw from. On one hand her thoughts were similar to Eljay. She was surprised that Lilitu would jump straight to talk of marriage, but on the other - it was romantic, wasn't it? A bit like one of her stories, where fated or chosen love tended to grow with just as much magnitude as the ones found by chance. She wanted a family, and if this was how she felt she wanted to find it, Maia couldn't judge her. She likely would have done the same back when she'd worried that no one would ever come to love her back.

Maia didn't interject but waited for her to answer Eljay with an understanding smile. It was hard to hear she'd be leaving them, potentially, even just for a while. It was lucky that the other two were there to ask questions and distract from that, or hormones might have made it hard to get past it on her own.