a musebox for meliorist

Nora pondered this a moment, tipping her head to one side. "Andrei isn't the jealous sort, I don't think," she mused. "He's a sweet boy, and he'll get... territorial of me, perhaps, but he won't be offended if I pay attention elsewhere." A little shrug. "It's different for us, I think. We're so far from monogamous and everyone here knows it, and I think that does help."

She turned to regard him more closely. "I think I'll spread you out to begin. Would you like that?"