Wow, letting prisoners have kids is really extreme not-population-control.

Also that only applies to the people who are actually themselves jailing her, none of whom seem to be whatever a human is, but she's not sure she wants to stand on principle there anyway especially if she permasprings.

It seems like a dumb principle to him but whatever suits her. There are humans here in the army. Humans not in the army live farther south. We did say we'd never heard of population controls. 

She mulls over for a moment her time in the army and flinches away from the thought.

Humans here all serve - or nearly all - from eighteen to 25. Uh - here is a human at eighteen and at 25. Some of them reenlist then but if they want to be done we pay them for the rest of their life.

Wow at home it's just greys doing actual fighting.

What are those, or is that a secret too?

They're a caste - she's thinking of people with grey hair - but then she starts singing in her head again.

Sigh.

Shiver.

Singing?

The singing is nice.

And after a while - "Okay. Let me or someone else know if anything's wrong - I'll introduce the engineers when they arrive -" and to the guards - "take Beka upstairs, please -"

Guards take Beka!

"Bye!" she calls over her shoulder at Peka.

Macalaurë goes upstairs!

Oooh does he.

Yes he does!! Kisses. This just gets weirder and weirder.

Yeah is kinda does. Yum, kisses.

Congratulations on being the least mysterious girl with a baby to be randomly dropped on my fortress so far this year!!

Mental laughter. Physical kissing.

I kind of think this is better because you're a prisoner honestly.

Is it? How come?

I don't know. It's just fun. It's, like, the opposite of marrying because the gods say that's the only respectable way to kiss.

Giggle.

If we learn it's safe I'll let you go, though, don't worry.

Aww.