Nathan thought about it before shrugging and just deciding to ask. "I can sing with you, if you want. I have all these new songs and nobody to sing them with. Skwisgaar might even come too." He ate some more bread and drank some more ale. He hadn't really thought about Othnar having a wife until just then. "Huh. So, are you ... just not going to have a chick?" Nathan's mind couldn't wrap around monogamy.