It's Weird Here, Right?

“I’ve been in town about two weeks now,” he starts. Cecil nods enthusiastically. “And I keep hearing… okay, it’s just. Whatever, I just keep hearing people call each other their husbands and wives?”Cecil takes a sip, waiting for more, and then tugs his straw out of his mouth when he realizes that’s all he’ll get without prompting. “Yep,” he agrees, popping the last letter. “That’s what people call each other when they’re married in Night Vale. Is it the marriage thing that’s confusing? I know it’s kind of an outdated concept, it started back when families would exchange blood to merge—”“No, I understand what marriage is. That exists outside of this town,” Carlos interrupts. “I mean that I keep hearing two woman call each other their wives. Or two men call each other their husbands.”“Mhm,” Cecil murmurs, folding his hands under his chin as he nods. “They’re married, then.”“Cecil,” Carlos finally snaps, frustrated that he’s not being understood. Cecil furrows his brow, and somehow his third eye even looks concerned. “That’s not legal here.”