It was another quiet day in the clinic. Jennifer had checked in briefly with the current patient, but there wasn't much to do for him right now. Everything was clean and in order, and after she'd brought herself up to date with recent clinic activity via patient files, she sat at the desk to work on wedding invitations
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She'd been hesitant to ask before, because Ronon didn't like to talk about Sateda much and she figured if he had strong feelings about it, he would have said so already; but there was still something she needed to ask. "Um, Ronon?" she began. "I feel like I'm sort of monopolizing this whole wedding planning thing with a whole bunch of Earth traditions... is there anything special about Satedan customs you want to include?"
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"Sateda's dead," he said. "I mourned for it - and I moved on." It was only practical - less than three hundred Satedan's had survived in Pegasus and they were scattered on different worlds. Ronon knew perhaps as anyone from Pegasus would that it wasn't enough for Satedan culture to survive. So he had let it go. Mostly. And it wasn't what he wanted to be thinking about when marrying Jennifer. "There is one thing," he admitted, "not part of the wedding though and I don't know if it's possible on the island. You'll see if it is."
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"You sure about that?" she asked, carefully.
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It was so sappy and sentimental and she knew Ronon wasn't either of those things, but it was just the way she felt.
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