Polly'd been tired lately, in a way that had little to do with how long Duo had kept her up last night. Neither would it account for the slightly queasy sensation that Arya's cooking had improved far too much to be blamed for. She'd heard (only since she'd been here, admittedly) of tropical islands having diseases of their own, though
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"Oi, Pol!" he chirped, grinning widely as he slung the bag down and moved to go sit by her.
"How're you- Hey," he said, siting back abruptly. "You okay?"
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"Duo," she began, "I never asked before because, well, everything was going so well and I didn't want to risk changing anything, but... where you're from, and all that. What do you people think about marrying?"
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"Um, I'd never really thought about it, but...it's pretty common practice. Um, y'know, people fall in love and eventually they decide they want a big party and a ring and stuff to go with it, so they get married. Different wedding depending on the religion, but....um..." He went quiet.
They'd been together for a while. Duo had no plans on them not being together. He hadn't ever planned on being married, though, either. He didn't find himself as vehemently opposed to the idea as he used to have been.
"....Why, is that...something you've been thinking about?"
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Never with any urgency, though, not till this had happened.
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