"Even though I made kind of a lot of it?"

"I mean presumably it'd be even more valuable if you had only made a little of it."

"There are some minerals you can't mine at all which aren't radioactive?"

"Ooooh."

Cam looks up some minerals and makes a synthetic garnet.

The universe is of the opinion that this is worth a lot of debt.

Cam makes himself a cute wooden box to store all his valuable items in.

"We should probably stop," he says regretfully.

"- okay. Sorry. I can listen to your brother give a concert after I've given the human some food."

"Thank you."

"You're welcome." Auda gets a bowl of pasta and veggies and chicken and sauce. "Is now good, do you wanna take me to him?"

"Now should be fine, yeah."

Cam leans over to grab his violin just in case.

And he takes Cam to another one of the little wood houses. This one has a very thick door. He knocks.

"Hello." He looks at Cam curiously. 

"Can you sing for him?"

"Of course."

"You can run it a little farther than even, we don't have anything else for him."

- nod. "You did the instruments?"

"I did! They were for you?"

"Yep!"

"Your life story is the best argument I have ever heard for music piracy, by the way."

"Music piracy?"

"With more technology available it's possible to record music - so it plays, not just writing it down - and it's possible to copy the music recordings, and there was for a while a fairly live cultural debate about whether you should do that without compensating the musicians, but it turns out that if you insist on perfectly compensating everybody for music performance you wind up having to take away small children's toy flutes and that's a fucking tragedy!"

"- huh. I'm not - generally miserable or anything. It'd be nice if people could listen, but," he shrugs.