[Estinien doesn't offer much of a response for the topic of the winter goddess. It's all things they don't know for sure, nothing with any solid evidence either way, and so it's pointless to argue hypothetical things when there's nothing to solidly stand upon.

The next part, however, earns Aymeric a look of bewilderment, as if the question itself were as unheard of as sleeping with a goddess so that the natural flow of seasons can continue.]

Aymeric, little does your sex matter to my loyalty to you. Would you honestly think you being a maiden would prompt me sooner?

[Yes. He completely missed the point.]