"People can be married by anyone who is authorized to officiate a wedding," Adia explains. "Traditionally that's priests, judges, and people high up in the military. But you can get special permission if you want a friend to marry you. They just have to sign off on the marriage license and submit it to Town Hall. Karl already has the authority, but he's our friend, too, so it feels more meaningful to have him marry us than a stranger. Who typically marries people where you're from?"

She asks because she is curious, and because she has learned not to assume anything about Masarra.

The importance of family at celebrations is something they do have in common, and that would normally bring a smile to her face, but Amelia's innocent question is an unexpected reminder of her loss. "Oh... yes, it is, but, um... well. Seth and Maggie will be there, and they're basically my family now. Some of Caspar's siblings will be there, too."

She takes another bite of pizza, and if it's still a little bit too hot, she powers through it, needing to concentrate on something else. Caspar watches her a moment, then looks at Amelia. Not accusatory, but there is ruefulness in his expression. It's a loaded topic, clearly.

"It won't be an issue for us, all my siblings love her. Some a little too much," he adds in annoyance, thinking especially of his sister Julia and how she continues to carry a torch for her very first human friend. "And Karl is absolutely dying to start calling Adia his sister-in-law. He calls me brother-in-law every chance he gets."

"That's because he likes you," Adia notes, her smile returning.

Caspar snorts dismissively. "He likes everyone."

"We're only having a few witnesses at the ceremony itself, but there will be more guests at the reception afterwards. Maggie's planning the whole thing."