[Yenh traces her non-weight-bearing-hand along his shoulder, her fingertips forming little magic-circle styled patterns. They aren't good enough to summon a Carbuncle. She sighs, and resolves that she should definitely remain careful with him. For a nice little moment, she had thought of them as just a man and a woman, not Lord-Commander of The Holy See and Warrior from A Foreign Land.]

My own father was a man who my mother barely knew- and whom I've never met. My sisters' fathers are two other men... only one of whom we saw with any frequency. And that was how it was for my aunts, too. I never knew there was anything "strange" about it until I left.