Amiri continues glaring at Munguk, as if on guard in case of his renewed interest. "He's a slow one, but in so

Amiri continues glaring at Munguk, as if on guard in case of his renewed interest. "He's a slow one, but in some tribes, they'd send the dumb men off to... you know, go do something to earn his right to marry. Only smart men come back. Or not take a wife." She shrugs. "Or I could just hack off his legs, let him bleed out."