“You just… are not what I expected. You are his amata. I felt it in the ferociousness he exhibited. I thought you’d be taller, perhaps? More muscular? Or just… more?” “Hey!” I snapped. “Perhaps, blonde?” he said. “Or male.” “Sorry to disappoint.” Unir shrugged. “No disappointment. Your demeanor and the confidence you wield make you his match. I am happy he has found you.”

