"The integration office might have more specific advice?" he says helplessly.

"I'll ask them, thank you."

"Do you need anything else from me before I drop you off there?"

"I don't need anything."

"Okay." He takes a deep breath. "It'll be just two hops."

Pop pop. They are out front of an integration office! It's painted a soothing cerulean and the door is standing open. Nelen marches right in.

She follows.

"Hello," says Nelen to the woman behind the counter, and then he belatedly notices that her hair is more yellow than blonde, "- should I talk to someone el-"

"You're fine," she sighs. "I'm not integrating you, am I?"

"No, her." He gestures.

"Hi there!" says the yellow. "Welcome to Motkyn! What's your name?"

"...That's not allowed where I'm from but you can call me whatever you like?"

"...well, it's allowed here, but if you haven't picked one I can just get you an ID number. Is your previous residence within Vanda Nossëo, Mîr, or Elendil, or is it from a nonmember polity?"

"Um, I think it's that last one."

"Okay..." The yellow operates a machine and gives her a card. "There's your new ID number, I've left the name field blank. Do you need transitional accommodations while you acclimate?"

"...I don't know? What are those?"

"Do you need me to get you a place to stay for tonight or are you going to shop for your own place?"

"Um. I don't know how to shop for a place."

"Okay, I'll get you a transitional apartment. Are you here on your own or will more people be joining you?"

"No one told me there would be anyone else."

"Okay. A single apartment. Would you like it stocked with ready-to-eat food like bread and fruit and cheese or do you think you'll be ready to buy your own groceries right away?"

"...I... think I would like it stocked with food...?"

"Mm-hm," she pokes her computer some more, "do you need an introduction to how to use modern plumbing facilities?"

"I don't know what those are? So maybe?"

"Okay. In that case I'm going to assign you a caseworker who will be available to you till you figure you're integrated enough, do you have preferences for species or gender or anything like that?"

"...I... don't... know? I don't think so? If you want?"

"- no preference is fine, some people just have one. Okay, I'm going to assign you to - Rijaga. Hey Rijaga!"

"What?" calls a voice from another room.

"I have assigned you someone to integrate!"

A person emerges from the room; she looks like a human. "Hey someone!" she says to the slave. "Nice to meetcha."

"I gave her transitional 7741," says the yellow. "Errands should be stocking it now. She needs the plumbing spiel."

"Okay, I can take it from here," says Rijaga. "- what's your deal, are you waiting?" she asks Nelen.

"Uh," says Nelen. "She's here because her country has slavery and someone decided to give her to me as a present. I just - picked here - I didn't know where else -"

"Here's fine," says Rijaga. "I don't think you need to stick around - unless you're attached to him, ma'am?" she adds to the slave.

Oh, does she have to pick right now between never seeing him again and having him threatened when they want something from her? She kind of likes him but really she barely knows him, it's no real loss.

"No," she says in a tone that suggests that she finds the idea baffling and slightly offensive.

"Goodbye have a wonderful life," says Nelen very fast, and then he's gone.

Rijaga will lead her to apartment 7741, which when they get there already has bread and fruit and cheese in cute little baskets on the counter, all unwrapped so she can just grab it. Rijaga can demonstrate how everything in the bathroom works.