Two wizards and two soldiers appear in the desert, a few feet away from a tired slave caravan.
They nod at each other and disappear again.
"She has a child, Katin, from before she met Makel. My understanding is that they were badly squeezed for the credit but they made it."
"In most countries in our world you have to buy permission to have a child."
"I guess that's perfectly sensible, if it's scarce."
"You're astoundingly rich. Which is how he found you, he looked up all the wealthiest female entrepreneurs and went a-calling. You have two so far and can afford more."
"Well, on our planet no one cares who's a girl and who isn't."
"I liked her before I knew," says Merenre proudly.
"This society might be too poor for good margins on furniture, I bet lots of people don't buy it new. Just going off the general tech level."
"I lie down to do that. Will people who aren't me step on me if I'm lying down? I don't step on me but maybe that is different."
"I do not know for sure but I bet they will offer you a bed, and then people will be unable to step on you. That's how humans do it."
"I'm not hitting on her! It occurred to me she might not need to sleep, or might not know she needed to, or might be concerned about the thing where we're both going to lose continuity of consciousness in a couple of hours!"
"I'm probably very worried about me but I don't think that will get worse when I sleep."