Talia finished speaking on the hyper-relay and closed the connection. "News?" queried Beth.
Talia nodded. "We are to receive a visitor, if you agree."
We all gave her our undivided attention. "Go on," urged Beth.
"The Council have asked if you would permit another of our Guardians, less experienced than myself, to spend some time here, learning your ways. We anticipate that there will be more need for liaison than I can manage by myself."
I wondered if Beth was noticing the unintended double meaning Talia's words might contain, but if she was, her expression didn't show it. "We'd be delighted to meet another of your people," Beth reassured.
"Definitely," nodded Sarah. "It's a good job Marie and 'Cesca are in Geneva again for a while, though, and the kids have gone off to summer camp."
"Guess I'll make up the spare bed, then," I pretended to roll my eyes.
Our visitor arrived the next day, the ghostly outline of the portal from Talia's homeworld appearing in the garden, then quickly fading. The new arrival held up a hand in greeting. "I am Talin. Thank you for receiving me."
I stepped forward to shake his hand. "You're very welcome."
Talin was a little taller than Talia, but with the same shining blond hair and golden eyes. Beth was next to greet him, and I saw his eyes widen slightly at her quick embrace, kiss on the cheek. A little shyly, Sarah did the same, then Talia stepped forward. I watched curiously, interested to see what greeting would be exchanged between two members of this alien race, and my eyebrows rose sharply as he sank to one knee, the fingertips of one hand quickly brushing the tops of her feet before he straightened again.
I saw Beth's glance at me, and I nodded, making a mental note to ask Talia the significance of what looked like a definite act of submission.
"You are very welcome to our home," Talia gestured, and Talin followed her as she led him to the kitchen. "I'll put the kettle on," I offered.
I hesitated. "Talin, will you have coffee?"
He nodded. "I am aware of the various mild stimulants you use - I look forward to understanding their effects for myself."
I made coffee for all of us, and Talia added milk and sugar to Talin's mug - "I think you'll prefer it this way."
Talin sipped carefully, and nodded. "It's good."
"Can we offer you food?" Beth queried. "It's nearly the time for our evening meal."
"Definitely," came Talin's reply. "It was also evening when I departed."
"That's lucky," chipped in Sarah. "None of us particularly likes jetlag."
It was my turn to cook, and I was pretty pleased with the spaghetti bolognese I put together. "Of course, 'Cesca's recipe wouldn't have anything to do with that, would it," teased Beth.
"There are other members of the family not present?" queried Talin.
Beth smiled. "Marie and Francesca have been called back to the UN for a while. We've put you in their room."
Talin smiled. "Thank you."
He looked at Talia thoughtfully. "Perhaps you could help me understand the relationships here a little more clearly, Guardian?"
Talia hesitated. "If we are to work closely together, please, you are welcome to use my name, and if I may do likewise?"
"Yes, G -" Talin caught himself. "Talia."
Talia nodded her approval. "So. Tim and Beth were partners promised before any of us."
She smiled. "Their bond is from childhood, and we are all grateful for the depth of their union. The rest of us, they have met along their journey, and we have bonded with them."
Talin seemed to be having a little difficulty processing her words. "I had heard that you had joined with them... You must have discovered a great affinity for this world and its people."
Talia glanced at me, smiling softly, then back to Talin. "Later we will introduce you to our daughter."
She sipped at her coffee again. "Within the family, Marie and Francesca have their own closer bond. But the children are all ours equally, and we take care of them."
Talin nodded thoughtfully. "I can see I have much to learn."
He put down his fork. "Thank you, that was very enjoyable."
"You probably want to rest after your journey," I suggested. "And tomorrow we can discuss how best you can gather the information you need."
"I will conduct Talin to his room," offered Talia.
When they'd left the room, I saw Sarah's glance at Beth. "Hmm - he's dishy, isn't he."
Beth nodded. "How does the phrase go? I wouldn't kick him out of bed."
I rolled my eyes. "You two. I wouldn't count on him being in your bed - shouldn't that be, our bed? - anytime soon. He probably has all sorts of ethical boundaries."
I chuckled. "Anyway, you two would probably blow his mind if you did get hold of him."
"Not jealous, surely, Tim?" Beth arched an eyebrow.
I shook my head. "And I remember how very curious you were when I first - when Talia and I -"
I gave up. "So if your curiosity gets the better of you, I promise I won't be upset. But do go easy on him - he'll have enough culture shock without you two."
Talia returned. "Our guest is comfortable, he thanks us again for our hospitality."
"I don't think we'll be far behind," I nodded, fighting back a yawn of my own. "Just one question - the greeting gesture Talin used to you. What does it mean?"
Talia thought for a moment. "I am senior to him - a little older, and my experience here has brought me considerable respect. So such a gesture is appropriate between us."