"We're going to be married. We're going to see each other naked in contexts far more intimate than sitting around a campfire. Might as well establish that I'm attracted to you and curious about whether that attraction translates to actual compatibility."
She took another drink and offered him the bottle again.
"Your turn. Tell me something honest about how you see me. Not the diplomatic assessment of my strategic value. The actual impression."
Jorghan accepted the bottle but didn't drink immediately.
He looked at Sashru, like, really looked, taking in details he'd registered but not fully processed before.
