Echo's assumption about sex was understandable, but where entities like that came from, there were a whole host of ways to gain pleasure from another without sexuality ever coming into it. Then again, Sabra hadn't exactly spelt it out. It was quite possible that was exactly what she was referring to. The thing was, most of those other varieties of pleasure would likely sound a whole lot more horrific than she was prepared for.

And a few, a lot more amusing, too.

"Yes. Your weddings are spoken about. They're... Different."

A look of what seemed genuine puzzlement settled over Sabra's features when she said that. 'Different' was probably the best compromise of verbal distinction.

"It depends on the species..."