"I don't think anybody left behind a computer or anything. I can't afford a new pocket everything if I gave you mine to use, I'm spending everything on payments for the baby -"

"- payments for the baby?"

"I didn't have a credit, I had to get one late, it's really expensive so I'm doing it in installments."

"- I don't know what you mean."

"...a child credit. Because of population controls."

"Oh. Humans don't have that, either. I mean, I guess they might somewhere, there are millions of planets, but it's not common."

"I guess you wouldn't have to do population controls if you had millions of planets! We only have this one."

"Yes. Well, anyway, I don't think there's a way for us to help with that, but if I find one I'll do it."

Nod.

Deskyl rolls over and peers at her.

Wave.

Yeah, sure.

She signs to the droid, makes a face at the reply, signs again.

"She wants to know what happens if you don't make your payments."

"They shoot my baby."

That sure does seem to be an argument they're having.

She taps at her pocket everything while they argue in alien sign language.

Deskyl wins.

"So... if she's going to be awake... how can we help?"

"...if you went to talk to clean people and wanted money they'd give it to you, they'll give you anything you want if you might be able to do planets. Or you could just hide and find some way to make money I guess."

"Who should we talk to, and how do we find them?"

"The language you speak is called Tapap. Tapa's that way. I don't know who it is who would be supposed to talk to aliens."

"Okay."

More signing; Deskyl goes back to sleep.

"We'll leave after you do."

"- my name's Peka Atan, if you want to find me again."

"Okay. Is that all we need?"

"I guess there might be other people named Peka Atan. I'm the only one in Sampika."