Aristotle (Ari) is a loner because he lives too much in his own head, burying himself under pain and doubt and confusion. Dante is a loner because he is too enthusiastic, too smart and too concerned with beauty and life. Together they complete each other, in both stupid and meaningful ways.
I don’t remember much about “The Tempest” from my high school English class beyond the vague idea that the quote about “All the world’s a stage” is from it (Spoilers, this memory is wrong! That quote is from “As You Like It.”) With so little knowledge about the original, I was worried that the sequel wouldn’t make sense to me. But it appeared on some list recommending books about ladies loving ladies, and I decided to give it a try!