"It'd be boring otherwise," she answered, chuckling. "Our lives would be too boring if we agreed. Yin-yang, that's us."
Marlene started to laugh. "Oh, all right, you can aim. I'll give you that much. Much more interested in flashy spells that good old-fashioned detective work. That requires knowing people and motivations. Too much like feelings and that's such a bad word for the male gender."
She giggled as he rolled them around, but stopped when she saw the expression on his face. "I don't know. I guess I have a problem understanding why anyone would settle on one person, because with each person you can find something, and you- You're brilliant - not just your looks, but who you are - and you could have plenty of women, and quite a few men. Being everything for you is a bit... daunting. You think sex is bad, but monogamy, giving you all that you deserve, that's a lot scarier."
It seemed like she couldn't stop touching him now that she was all right. It wasn't sexual or even sensual, just little touch here, a brush there. Her fingers kept going back to his face, free of the worry of the past few days. "I saw something in you. You were lonely like me. You by choice, me because of my mother, but neither of us had anyone. Even when I got popular, I was alone. The boys looked at me like someone they wanted to fuck and the girls like a way to get to the boys they wanted. I didn't care, but I knew. You looked at me and there was nothing, no preconception, no ulterior motive. Just us. I've been so afraid-" She bit her lip. She was so close to crying, which was insane, because she had never shed a tear while sick. "For you. This is why being monogamous scares me, because I can't promise you forever. I can't promise I'll be alive in another few months. I... I want you happy."