"I'm sure he and Soren are in that band's room." She stretched and smiled, shaking her head. "Skwisgaar, in his world, had thousands of children born of just as many mothers. He's slept with enough people to literally fill a country. But he loves me. He comes home to me every day, he spends hours with me, just doting on me and making sure I feel loved. Sex to him is like having a glass of water for you - nothing you'd think about or pay any mind to. I'm as surprised as anyone that I'm okay with his dabbling, but I truly don't mind." She took a still sleeping Sindre and started down the hall, demanding a wide berth by casting a fairly impressive Blizzard spell with her free hand.