"Someone can teach me golems?"

"You're kinda old for an apprenticeship."

Aitim pulls out his pocket everything and turns it on and sets it to playing something of Makel's.

People peer at it. Kids dance.

He realizes he will be unable to communicate his relationship to the singer. "This a thing Anitam has. But not golems."

"That thing isn't a fancy golem with shines on it?"

"No. Very hard to build, takes many things Atwa not have. I think Anitam no golems."

"It sure looks like a fancy golem with shines on it."

"It'd have to be super fancy, it's so small."

"Golems harder to do small?"

Music off, now it's a photo album. Mostly of pictures of his twin little brothers.

"Yeah - ooh -"

"I've heard of talking golems but the shines on that are really something -"

"What is making golems like, what sort of things do you need to know to do it."

"You gotta learn programming and how to make the bodies for 'em. And how to wake 'em up."

"What goes into - waking them up?"

"Magic?"

"New word. Don't know."

"I dunno, I'm not a servantmaker."

...nod.

Shrug.

He catches Shasali when she gets back from walking a baby down to sleep.

"What?"

"There's no robot-exporting country. They carve statues and then animate them. How? They don't know. The babies randomly appear on hillsides. Why? They don't know!"

"- are you kidding me?"

"No!!! Pregnancy is for animals, the reason they don't care about the kids is because they aren't their kids, and they don't spring -"

"...I've seen some of them kissing, they must do something like springing -"

"They might spring for sex but not babies but none of them are fertile and the concept of a season being different didn't make sense to them -"