Beka is not sure what she was expecting as a result of walking into a snake monster but an Elf city would have been very low on a list of possibilities if someone had jumbled a lot of random words together into place-phrases and had her rank them. "Elf city" would probably have been under "spider void" and above "grape juice ocean". And yet here she is.
"I think we're - patchy. There are awful things we can't build the relevant kind of consensus against because there are stakeholders who'd do something worse if you took that away from them or because too many important people benefit from them. But when we've built it it's good. Pollution was much more of a problem before everyone agreed on what qualified. We need to be clean, that's what's driving all the problems you see there, not our decision to specify what counts so people could stop constantly wondering."
"That sounds like a great symbolic reassurance that your nation is independent of meddling foreign powers and unlike the prisoner-consort thing isn't horrible or a big deal unless you want to sell us stuff that can't be washed."
"I haven't got the thing where you send just some thoughts down yet. V is I'm married to Aitim who is married to his favorite secretary Savani, triangle is I am married to Aitim and also to Savani and Aitim and Savani are married."
"I think now that we learned humans are safe some people find a human. And some people remarry when their spouse is dead. I do not know of anyone trying to marry again while already married to a living person."
(Beka bets that Other Beka would have wanted to get married if she could but she doesn't say so.)
"Well, maybe eventually you'll figure out how to subvert the weird way your marriage works or someone will be willing to try it."