Makai Dashiell
Mining Idiot
VERIDIA
"Look at that, I'm up to six friends now. Making new ones can be exciting. It can also be exhausting too."
Not that Makai had a lot of bandwidth for a plethora of friends. Back when he was at university living in the frat house? Sure. Instant parties and the commute to them was excellent. Now that he was working for not only himself but also his father made for much less free time.
Quality over quantity in his case. Not to say he didn't have a multitude of business acquaintances but those were not the same as a true friend.
Brow furrowed slight at Braze and his assessment of marriage. There was something he didn't understand and the teenager wasn't the first one to say it.
"Why is marriage a big step? I don't see where an issue lies. What's the big step portion of it? The commitment part? The binding together? Her being stuck with me the rest of her life?"
Makai paused to think.
"Perhaps an intimidating situation if one was not close to their betrothed. Like an arraigned marriage."