Little Goat Mountain So close, no matter how far.

"this has not come to pass." what ciri envisioned and what was the reality were two things that had no basis in one another. the seal hunter's brow furrowed. "i am here, far from my lodge and my son and my wives because a monster attacked one of them. not to find women," no matter how the warmth of ciri's form had thawed him from the snow outside.
"i have built them a lodge and made sure they want for nothing. raiyuk and i, we are the ones who bring the dangerous meat back to where tullik and marina are warm inside. i do not collect women. i do not marry those for whom i cannot provide." even a portion of his kills still went to sialuk for acrux and maggak.
"i have not even been home long enough to be with them, to settle into a pattern with each. so. yes. i have women outside my lodge whom i would enjoy. but i have not been so eager to touch them that i would hurt the ones i married, hm?"
tullik welcomed a seal hunter's ways. marina yet had not spoken enough with him to know.
all things in their time.