It's rare, for us. The way our lives work, even though some of us fight side by side for years- the risks are so high, the future always so uncertain, that they're rarer than you'd think they would be, weddings in our circle.

"By the power invested in me by the people of Tabula Rasa, I am happy to pronounce you married, husband and wife," I say, smiling, foregoing the more traditional wording on the hunch that Layla might roll her eyes at it.

"Congratulations."