"I'm not telling you all the details. Maybe later."

"Okay," agrees Adana. "Whatever you're comfortable with. I know I'd be embarrassed as all hell to explain to a daeva where mortals come from."

"Ooooh, but I'm so curious," he teases, leaning in her direction. "How does it work, Adana? Where do babies come from?"

She giggles, embarrassed. "I suspect you already know the answer to that one, since you mentioned the 'getting tail' pun."

"Yes, yes, ruin my fun."

Adana snorts. "I can explain anyway, if you want to see me turn as red as a tomato and sink into the ground as I do it."

"You needn't do so on my account."

"No? Heh, okay. Fine by me, apparently I am a huge prude and weird for being embarrassed by sex in general."

"I'd been under the impression that it was getting more normalized as a conversation topic over time, but you get outliers in any culture, I suppose."

"Hi! My name is Adana Sanders and I'm an outlier!"

"Hiiiii, Adana. The first step is to admit that you have a problem." Pause. "Are those still a thing? I try to keep up, but I can't keep up with everything simultaneously."

She snorts with laughter. "Those are still a thing, not to worry."

"Cool. You can twelve-step your way to fluently discussing all sorts of racy topics."

Adana giggles more. "Heavens that would be so mortifying, is prudism such a debilitating condition?"

"It seems to be affecting your life! You can't tell me where babies come from without somehow becoming insubstantial and sliding through the bottom of this shuttle."

"I can work through it! I don't have a problem!"

"Then you are still missing step one. You will take time to make progress. But don't give up! I believe in you!"

"Thanks. I will try to get over my condition. Somehow. And then I can explain where babies come from."

"And then I will be enlightened. From my terrible ignorance."

Adana giggles. "Do you actually not know because no one bothered to tell you, or are you just having fun teasing me?"

"Nah, I know, I'm just playing with you."

More giggling. She is so giggly, now. "Making sure, I wouldn't want to actually doom a daeva to ignorance about where babies come from because I think it's obvious and embarrassing."

"I mean, I suppose you're taking a chance that I have been grievously misled with a myth of some kind."

"... You're just trying to embarrass me. Aren't you."

"What gave me away?"