Echo stared. Slaves? Seriously? Yeah. she knew enough history to know that it existed, but it wasn't happening in America anymore. There'd been a war over it, and after that it was made illegal. If Sabra was talking about sex...

"People look for companionship here," she said with a slightly uncomfortable shrug. She knew she was looking for it. Yearned for it, in fact. But she doubted that an explanation of that would compute for the other woman. She put her sketchpad away, closed her bag.

"Marriage is a thing we do here. Weddings are a really big deal."