"It matters not if they are," Haleth says firmly, as his mouth touches her fingers. "I do not intend to hide you. Even if I do not wed you formally, I will not sneak and pretend. Come to me as openly as you please."

The corollary also applies, it is unspoken: if ever she visits his encampment, or even his city, she will be just as bold and unashamed, as uncaring of gossip and idle tongues. The approval or disapproval of others is of no consequence.