Redsand Canyon matrimonium

germanicus was objective in his consideration. but he did muse on whether or not it cost fennec to lie. 

his wife's face filled his mind. he recognized the unfairness of not having immediately replaced her visage with that of the woman beside him. the thoughts billowed and roiled and the eagle felt himself facing a descent.

fennec's figure grounded him. he looked out again toward the nighttime world. "at times the definition of those things change. i imagine a craft such as yours is flexible enough to account for those nuances." his heart felt as though he had swallowed the darkness lurking on the opposite side of the moon.

but the tangible parts of germanicus were in appreciation of fennec. the amount of himself that he was able to hold in the moment was placed toward her in the automatic devotion of roman man to roman wife. it was rote and satisfying and allowed him the ability to relinquish words for acts of service.

the eagle sought her now, reaching with the same caution to trace the edge of her ear in a meandering way. the energy had shifted once more. he would follow her reaction.