"Oh, of course, how silly of me."

"Well, you're not really used to thinking of this.  . . . But you said you were fine; maybe it's just not as bad where you're from?  Or maybe you somehow have something that handles pain without knowing about it."

"I mean, it hurt, but then I had a baby, and she's very good."

"She does seem it!"

"Do you want to hold her?"

"Yes."

Rabka hands over Cathei.

Piae holds her and coos until Quinn returns with a padded, mesh-draped basket.

"Does she need to go in right away since she hasn't been in it yet?"

Emira signs something to her mother.

"Be polite."  To Rabka: "Not right away, but before you head out and, yeah, just at least a third of the time over the next three days."

"What did she - gesture?"

"'Not now that we've already been exposed.'  You didn't know though, don't worry about it.  - Uh, but have you talked to anyone else besides us."

"No."

"Okay so that's good then, we've all got our masks and baskets and none of us will get sick."  She passes Cathei back to Rabka.

Cathei dives for a boob and gets it.

Emira ducks out and returns shortly with a black canvas tote bag full of chunky yarn.

Aiu reaches into his non-innernet pocket and exchanges a haphazard handful of embroidered needlefelt coins for the bag.  "Thanks!  For the yarn, mask- and basket-fetching, and hospitality.  To you too, Quinn."

"Uhhhh.  Yeah."

"Mm-hm, thanks so much!"

"Do you want to head back to my place and maybe teach me your kind of rugmaking?  Or get some food that isn't that same sandwich, look for a tattoo artist, go for a walk, find a tent with a neat environmental effect and hang out there . . ." asks Aiu once Cathei has been basketed and the lot of them have made their way outside (or, "outside").

"Not the same sandwich might be good."

"Sure!  What are you in the mood for?"

"Ummmm... roasted goose. I never had it but it always smells great."

"You got it!"  After Aiu consults a few innernet patterns they can backtrack a little ways and then pass through two new tents (desert and pom-pom themed, respectively) and into one with lots of fabric-enclosed booths selling food!  The closest one has an embroidered sign that cycles between a few depictions of meals accompanied by lines of text; one of them looks gooselike.

"What seasonings do you usually like?"