Oh good. I'm so sorry about the whole mess. Uh, nice to have finally met you?

I hadn't realized it was actually you in that office so same to you! I'd seen your picture but people didn't say your name that much and it was mixed in with a lot of languages I don't really speak so I didn't realize till you busted the wall.

The contractors apparently ran out of insulating whatever-it-is and were going to come back and add it but by then reds had been through the tunnel so they just never did.

Well you sing rather miraculously. We can't go to regular concerts.

Figures. My family would be such a disaster as reds.

What, because you haven't been aggressively bred for meekness for centuries?

We have not. You don't seem especially meek.

I do an okay meek I just sort of don't have it on all the time.

I guess that'd do it. It's kind of horrible, the meekness. It - really sucks to realize you thought something was okay and it turns out what was actually going on is that the other people felt so powerless there was no point in even annoying you with the information you were hurting them.

There's a thing I'm thinking of sending to the constituency office but I don't even know if it's a thing you fix or a thing we just have to get used to now that reds get trials and all that fancy stuff.

Hmm?

The judge wanted me to list the people the greys didn't catch and I had to like, pick my way through the rules about stuff and decide if I wanted to maybe buy not ratting them out for listening to music with two weeks without my daughter. If it'd been more than that it wouldn't even have been a contest, you could totally shred red communities like that, arrest us for random shit and ask who got away, who are your friends, give us names or else.

And before that wasn't a problem because the police'd just kill you all?

Not exactly? Tapa has red jails too, not every single police contact would definitely just leave you dead, but it was an absolute enough principle that you couldn't trust the cops and they weren't really offering anything in exchange and it was never ever better to tell them anything. And now if a judge says, oh, if you list everybody who ran fast enough and doesn't have to sit through all this, so we can drag them up here, maybe they'll get off, and we will really truly fine you less money, then they're telling the truth, but...

But you need high internal social trust to manage as a community, yeah. I'll talk to someone about that.

Thanks.

Of course. 

The conditioner helped.

Oh good!

Wouldn't want to do it regularly but it's not so bad.

Oh, is washing your hair not tons of fun?

Some people get distracted in the shower. Not as much when you're worrying about the terror shampoo, though.

I just checked and it turns out there is not porn of Elf hair! The internet is broken!

- how would they get porn of Elf hair? I suppose they could give someone dye and ear prosthetics.

Internet porn is supposed to be magical! There is supposed to be porn of anything! There should be Elf hair porn even if Elf hair were not in fact a reasonable porn subject! But there's nothing!

I did not know about this property of Internet porn. Obscenity is illegal in Valinor.