Firefly Ravine Americana

Merlin was, in fact, a little uncomfortable in the woman's presence and was glad, when Njord moved closer to him for back-up, because it was just the thing he himself needed right now. Moral support. He side-glanced at the younger fellow, who seemed to be all into the girl and for whatever reason would drool equally much regardless of, what Valmua did. Then it was him, who felt like a prey and that circling of hers around them did not help to feel him any different. 

But - then he came up with an idea. He was good with words, so he could carry on the talking part and leave, whatever happened next to Njord. Because he somehow seemed to have a better idea, what was going on or where was it heading, than him. He let out a small sigh, cleared his throat and said: "Far enough to be out of the watchful gaze of mothers, sisters, girlfriends and wives." He felt pretty smug for this answer.