He makes a sort of humming, interested noise, while the two kids crane their heads for a closer look. 

'Well, the university has a lot of art around,' he sends, examining the art. 'Do different things have different meanings?'

"Oh that's pretty - what, you mean on me? Nah I just got my tattoo guy to do whatever'd cover up the scars."

He pauses for a few moments, brow furrowed.

Mu-Shita takes over. "Does your world not have good healing magic for scars, then?"

"I would look way worse if I didn't have healing magic! I probably wouldn't be able to walk!"

"Is that - usual, where you're from?"

"No, it's just 'cause my birth parents were Elves and I wasn't supposed to be an Elf and the way you get an orf instead is lotsa torture. Orcs just hurt all the time without getting scars from it at least till they go fight Elves." She pats her baby.

"Is your baby likely in pain?"

"...yeah? She's an orc. They can like think around it though. She can still be happy and have fun."

"Our healers might be able to help. Some people are born with diseases that make them be in pain, and those are curable, here."

"- oh, that would be really neat. What do I have to do?"

"Likely taking her in to the relevant office for an evaluation on urgency - there's sometimes wait lists, if something isn't fatal. If you want to not have a wait list, some jobs, like the temple to Inanna, provide healing to workers and family members."

"What do people working at the temple do?"

"There's a lot. Things like cleaning the temple, making food for visitors and priests, updating records, and menial tasks on behalf of priests are the common tasks for new people, I believe, though I know someone who made it to sacred prostitute right away, which has a good income."

"Sacred prostitute, what's that?"

"Providing physical and emotional connections to those in need, generally through conversation and sex."

"That sounds fun! I'm used to doing it with singing but I can do the other things too!"

"Past experience might help there, then."

"Sometimes one of the prisoners would earn a break and they'd get more food and stuff, and sometimes I was stuff. But they were all Elves so they didn't want sex."

"The prisoners? And I'm not familiar with Elves."

"The evil god who ran the place I grew up liked having Elf prisoners, like my mom. Elves are... like... well, I'm in between an Elf and an orc? And this is an orc." She points at her baby.

"The situation sounds - unpleasant."

"Yeah it's real bad that's why I walked into a monster."

"Very reasonably so!"

"Before that I was going to steal a prisoner and run away and try giving him back to his family to see if they'd protect me. But that probably wasn't gonna work."