They circle the planet and look at the architecture. They are somewhat disappointed.
"Maybe the aliens think they're pretty," someone says dubiously.
"No," someone else says. "Some things are universal."
"Maybe the aliens are all blind."
"That makes more sense."
"Well we have to pick somewhere."
This place has a lovely large statue-garden-monument thing that Elves would not go out of their way to avoid if it were in Tirion, though they'd probably walk through it quickly. They go for that one.
"The prison's far away. If you had an uncharged pocket everything it could get to be most of a day."
Nod. Sigh. "I can check what happens for clean castes in that situation."
"Probably what happens is they can just actually tell an officer 'my kid is home alone, can I borrow your everything for a second and call my insert relative here'."
"Yeah, that helps. But it is also hard to find someone who'll help if you don't have money."
"I can't fathom what whoever in Tapa who kills babies for a living must be thinking."
"They usually get them younger. They adopt them out instead like everyone else if they don't catch them before the end of summer. It doesn't happen much."
"Everybody told me I should've had an abortion but I wanted her and I thought we could pull together enough and then the nursing home dropped Dad's outfit and I was scrambling, asking everyone I knew - and then you were taking immigrants so -" She gestures at the van.
"People who are - going to have a baby killed, or are otherwise in a really bad spot - could just write the government we'd probably see what we could do - but I suppose they don't have any way at all to know that - and the reds in particular would find it ridiculous, that an alien foreign government would care -"
"There's some charities. None of them are sure things, they're not allowed to be - if they get more money they just let more people enter the lottery - and none of 'em cover reds."
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