"Well, I hope it isn't a bad scent," Sansa says primly. "Because it isn't as if I can control such things. I try to make myself smell pleasant no matter what time of the month it may be."
Smelling her is new and she'll just have to get used to it just like she's getting used to so many things.
"How do I prevent conception, then? We only had two ways back home. The man could pull away at the last moment or the woman could take tansy. I did the latter, naturally."
"It's an enticing scent. It's what it's meant to be. It changes so that you become more alluring, because the draw is to engage in mating." Straightforward biology was much easier to explain for him.
Her reply had him rolling his eyes, and he scoffed. "The 'pull out' method is not nearly as effective as anyone who practices it claims. Everyone forgets about precum. Tansy... it has lingering effects. There are a variety of ways. There's something that a doctor can insert up inside you that makes your uterus not capable of being host to a child. It's small, but the procedure is uncomfortable. I would suggest painkillers for that. Then there are hormonal medications, either pills or patches or injections. There are surgeries, but I wouldn't want to suggest those, as reversing it requires another one, and I don't think it's necessary to put you through that. There are latex sleeves that slide on over the male member. There's work on hormone pills and such for men, but the main focus has been on the bearer of the child, which, if you ask me, is ridiculous. And wouldn't work on me, so for us, it's a nonviable option."
He ticked things off on his fingers, moving to go get himself a refresh on his cup of tea.
“We should just do whatever you think is best. You’re a healer and know about these things and my knowledge is limited at best,” Sansa says.
“I just did not think we had a need to prevent a child, is all, and I have to wrap my head around that for a moment. Before everything happened to me, it was the only thing I wanted. I wanted to be married and have children. Now I have something different. No marriage, no children, and a world I do not understand. I have to trust that you give me the best advice as to what to do because medicine and healing is not what I am good at or trained in. I do trust you, of course, but it is a frightening thing to do so when I have been so misused in the past. At least with tansy, I knew what I was doing and what I was risking.”
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Smelling her is new and she'll just have to get used to it just like she's getting used to so many things.
"How do I prevent conception, then? We only had two ways back home. The man could pull away at the last moment or the woman could take tansy. I did the latter, naturally."
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Her reply had him rolling his eyes, and he scoffed. "The 'pull out' method is not nearly as effective as anyone who practices it claims. Everyone forgets about precum. Tansy... it has lingering effects. There are a variety of ways. There's something that a doctor can insert up inside you that makes your uterus not capable of being host to a child. It's small, but the procedure is uncomfortable. I would suggest painkillers for that. Then there are hormonal medications, either pills or patches or injections. There are surgeries, but I wouldn't want to suggest those, as reversing it requires another one, and I don't think it's necessary to put you through that. There are latex sleeves that slide on over the male member. There's work on hormone pills and such for men, but the main focus has been on the bearer of the child, which, if you ask me, is ridiculous. And wouldn't work on me, so for us, it's a nonviable option."
He ticked things off on his fingers, moving to go get himself a refresh on his cup of tea.
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“I just did not think we had a need to prevent a child, is all, and I have to wrap my head around that for a moment. Before everything happened to me, it was the only thing I wanted. I wanted to be married and have children. Now I have something different. No marriage, no children, and a world I do not understand. I have to trust that you give me the best advice as to what to do because medicine and healing is not what I am good at or trained in. I do trust you, of course, but it is a frightening thing to do so when I have been so misused in the past. At least with tansy, I knew what I was doing and what I was risking.”