Rial will happily take a sprawling wife any day. Even if it is a bit of a sight to see, given that both are over 6'0" and their couch is a custom job able to hold him both.

"It was Nolar. If I threw him he'd be all sad and confused." Rial wiggles a little more comfortably into Plourr. "Besides, that's not my style."

He heaves a giant sigh.

"Although after today, I could get used to it. We could probably still flee the planet. You know, if you wanted."