"And you are good dads."

"We are very happy to have you."

"Good."

"Even if your hair goes all cherry-colored but how about it not."

"The food coloring was not very tasty but I could put it in jam."

"Or water."

"Water doesn't taste like anything, that won't help."

"Oh, I didn't realize food coloring did have a taste and it was a yucky taste. Jam sounds good."

"It's not very bad I would just rather it in jam."

"That's no problem." He glances at the doctor. "Did Aitim get a payment system set up -"

"I haven't yet, no."

"I'm in interviews for regular employment but that won't pan out for a little while..."

"We didn't have to pay for her, it's really no trouble." He fiddles with his computer and sends money.

"Thank you very much."

"Thank you. Knowing more about her helps - the hair would've been quite distressing -"

"I can imagine."

Snuggle.

"Is there anything else you need from me today?" asks the doctor.

"I don't think so. Thank you."

"Of course. I'll get out of your way." He gives Lintalai her candy and goes.

Aitim places an order for food coloring! And frets until her hair starts growing in some color other than pinkish.

There is a delay of a few days but then if one plucks a hair the root is violently blue. "I should maybe not have drunk it all at once."

Yay violently blue. "I guess you can experiment with doses that get you the color you like."

"Yes. Is there blue food?"