[ Turnabout is fair play, my friend. U'rajul smirks back at him, and slips a hand under the hem of Rejeh'li's tunic, splaying his palm against his abdomen. ]

I don't know. If you want it to be none, then a few. If you're looking for the opposite, then dozens, clearly.

[ He laughs and traces the line of Rejeh'li's jaw with his fingertips. ]

Does it look like a bed built for more than one person?

[ It does not, and the honest answer to the Keeper's question is, not many. ]