The shuttle ports are set up like train stations except without the rails; the shuttles just teleport in and out. Lots of the people going back and forth look like Amentans with the wrong hair color; some are Elves; some are more alien aliens, with four or six legs or tentacle eyes. The shuttle jumps again. 

"Okay, last shuttle, Vanda Nossëo to the prison," she says cheerfully, as they arrive in a very very large astonishingly beautiful shuttle station.

"I guess it wouldn't be that much worse than learning a subway," says husband dubiously.

"I can get you the language thing so you can at least read the signs." Down an escalator. "And keep you company for a few more trips, if the courts deny a direct teleporter."

"Thanks."

They board the last shuttle. "Elendil is the biggest transit point in your galaxy," she says, "and Vanda Nossëo has direct jumps to every member planet at least hourly, so this is the way to get anywhere in the consortium."

"How do the shuttles go?" asks the kid.

"They have a teleporter in the front cabin who moves them. It's a good job if you want to be able to teleport - you agree to move the shuttles and if you pass all the screening they'll agree to have you teleport-enabled."

"What caste is it?" the kid asks.

"...we don't have castes."

"...well, we do."

"...well I don't think the shuttle companies would refuse to hire someone who was the wrong Amentan caste for the job, since they'll hire aliens without any caste at all. What sorts of jobs does your caste do?"

"Dancing and security and boating and sports and stuff."

"There are security teleporter jobs - transporting prisoners to and from hearings is a teleporter job, arresting officers can teleport so they can move someone to a cell without endangering anybody - if you wanted to teleport and wanted something more like what you'd do at home." The last shuttle jumps. They're on a pretty ringed planet, next to an ocean.

Ooh, rings.

And she walks them to the prison, which is right by the shuttleport for the convenience of visitors. The prison has a scanner for them to walk through that checks for dangerous magic things. Visitors wear a visitor badge.

Pregnant lady and her husband are hanging out in the main room looking at onesies on their computer. He's wearing a visitor badge. 

Husband and kid put on their badges and double-take at the pregnant lady.

And they can have six hours of visitation!

They visit. They want to know what the pregnant lady did.

She was part of a sect opposed to galactic membership which assassinated several politicians over it!

Why didn't they want to be members?

Their religion opposes birth control and the Vanda Nossëo health clinics offer it.

That seems incredibly dangerous, the opposing birth control.

...dangerous?

...because then there will be lots of babies, all out of control.

...yes, people in that religion do have lots of kids. It's still a fairly minority religion because the retention rate is pretty low. They'll intervene if someone has more children than they can provide for, of course.