"And I'll be next door.  Unless you want me to hang out over here."

". . . Okay.  I guess I can't think of anything else right now, then."

"Welcome back to life, sorry it's such a rough transition."

And off for a cat and a baby! And all the other talking cats in the shelter. Once it's open.

"I've found three merged babies born in the same season, but since they're a cloud I've got to compose some custom DNA for them - any preferred traits, Mrindeh?  I'm going to try and match it to traits they had while separate, but there's some wiggle room given that I have to write everything from scratch anyways."

"Oh - a healthy baby, of course, who looks a little like me if there's room for that?"

"Yes yes, of course the healthiest it's genetically possible to be.  Cam, I'll need some materials from you; there isn't a way to learn anything about what they looked like and whatnot from them if they won't tell me and of course they won't tell me because they're babies - "  She lists a few documents they should have and a few tests they might have had done, and a model of machine to sequence their DNA if no such results exist.

Cam can supply these items!

Two of them have DNA records already but one of them Felicity has to run a sample through the machine for.  One of her bodies approaches with the canister of chamomile, requests a refill, and heads back off to distribute it.

And Isaac runs over, accompanied by the first of the compound winters.

"Hullo hello hallo," she greets the three of them.  "We were wondering what the legal age of sexual consent here is if there is one, specifically for Triinary solquinoxes if it's lower."

"- is it often lower?"

"Yes."

"Huh. Uh, Felicity, do you have an opinion, I'm still not used to year lengths here let alone disparate age of consent laws depending on birthdays."

"The ages should match pretty well to what you're used to number-wise.  I believe the reasoning for the uneven standard in the countries which have it is that winters are precocious consistently enough that prosecuting would do more harm than good to both them and their partners, especially since they're, pardon me, not well known for resisting temptation."

"Okay, uh... does sixteen in the general case fourteen for winters sound non-insane?"

"That's pretty standard for the table I'm looking at of what other countries are doing."

"Oh good. Let's go with that then, and maybe, like, a Romeo and Juliet exception for if you have a couple fifteen year olds dating and then one of them turns sixteen that doesn't suddenly make it wrong."

" - I think consent laws work differently enough here that I'm not parsing that even aside from not being familiar with the name."

"Oh. Can you just look that up, I don't expect it to be important in the next twenty minutes."

"Of course."

"I do, what is it.  Specifically how could that make something wrong - or perhaps just illegal - that wasn't already."  Isaac is hugging her arm with nervous anticipation.

"Uh, where I'm from if the age of consent is sixteen that means it is prosecutable for anyone older than that to have sex with anyone younger than that, and possibly illegal but at least less so for two people who are both younger than that to have sex with each other, which sometimes historically created awkward situations where teenage sweethearts had a birthday and then briefly became extra illegal before another birthday came around."

"Oh, not applicable then."  She translates a bottom line to Issac and picks him up around the waist to twirl him around.

He giggles and the two of them run off towards the pack of other starchen.

"...have fun," says Cam, not particularly pitching his voice to actually reach them.