What sort of wife? The sort of wife that is Eorzea's champion and defender and who has far greater priorities that must be given proper consideration. I do not begrudge you in the least for what you must do, or for how often it takes you far from home. [ And from me. ]

I will understand if you conclude that you must choose your duty to Eorzea over anything else, and I will without a doubt be waiting for your return.

[ He makes a quiet humming sound as he thinks over her requests. There are so many places in the world that he would love to see, but where would be the most meaningful? ]

You wrote of Kugane, and I would like very much to see the places you described with my own eyes. As for a wedding between us, a grand affair is customary, but customs and traditions often shift and change, do they not? Perhaps not so with traditions, but with customs.

[ He is aware that he may sound naive here, but if a small audience is what she desires, he knows he will at least attempt to make that so. ]

You would have Master Alphinaud present, I imagine, and perhaps Mistress Tataru as well? [ He taps his chin with a finger as he tries to think of who else she would wish to invite. ] Your sister, naturally.

[ He is uncertain if she would extend invitations to the rest of the Scions or not. And as for their discussion of the mysterious individual who has been calling to them and this threat of another Calamity, Aymeric decides to leave that subject alone for the moment. ]

Who else would you wish to have present to witness our marriage?