It doesn't snow much in Sesat, but it does now and then. Tonight if you go far enough east you can find snow; the estate by the river is far enough east. There are blankets over the more delicate crops tonight and every horizontal surface is slowly turning white. They keep trying to grow citrus here and this attempt is probably going to meet the same fate as the last one but the servant who carefully blanketed the trees goes to check out of terror that maybe she just imagined having done that or maybe she did it wrong or maybe if she just looks at them frequently enough it will somehow help.
"It’s very rude to say that someone’s parent is a slave, so you won’t ever hear about that happening."
"So what happens is they're so totally normal that it'd be rude to ask them about it?"
"Oh, well, even if anyone like that existed, as I certainly can't confirm that they do absolutely everywhere all over Sesat, babies are different from adults."
"That is true. I wonder at exactly what age they would hypothetically stop being one way and be another."
"The wisdom of those who work with slaves has presumably informed their choice of the age at which to mark them."
"I have no doubt that they've considered all the factors. - And incidentally you shouldn't talk like that where anyone outside our household can hear you."
"Mm... I think there are things you mustn't say the wrong way and things you mustn't say at all and I think this is the second kind."
Feris grimaces. "Perhaps they will. And you'll be alive. And another thing you mustn't say is what it says about you if you would make that choice."
"How is anybody supposed to stop being wrong about things like this? What if I'm wrong about things and nobody will tell me??"
"Ha. No, little one, it's much worse than that. There's a thing they think and a thing you think. You can't tell them you're not convinced, so you can't have a real conversation about it, so you don't know."
"It seems like you think we mark slaves too young. And - don't ever repeat this, don't even repeat it within this household or I'll be beaten for having trusted you - I think that the choice of age was made based on what would be convenient for people, which might not be the same as what's right, and at any rate some of the most important considerations are unspeakable. But we don't either of us know - there might be a great reason why things are done this way. But it's hard to ask prying enough questions without sounding like you're accusing people of something, and it's especially hard to ask why some specific thing you're thinking isn't true. So if there's a great reason for slaves to be marked at the age they are, we don't know."
"Assuming they're literate - they're probably literate, but it's not a certainty - they could just write a book about that. Or they could just write a book about some other thing someone else who's never even seen a slave might be confused about. Or they could write themself a diary so they can hold onto their own life. Or instead of buying writing materials, they could give the money to the poor. Or they could spend it on meat and cake. Perhaps one day you can commission a whole book about this question, if you can think how to ask it safely and don't have some other question you want a book on."
"Why would their own life be a problem here, though? If they were just writing, hey, I made these observations."
"It'd be paper and ink not used to write down observations that might be more important to them."
"So you think maybe there aren't books about this because everybody who could write one was busy?"
"And because there's not enough paper in the world to write every book it would be good to write. There aren't books about almost anything."
"If perfectly good people are getting enslaved because there isn't enough paper that might be the worst thing in the world."
"Perfectly good people probably also get enslaved because their mothers don't want to admit to having had them. Also, someday we'll all die - maybe not you, but I sure will."