"Including decontaminating despite how easy it would be not to. Like. Who is going to catch me."

"...Thanks for not tracking pollution everywhere, I guess. The thing is if anyone finds out, ever--"

"Yeah this is very much a I-am-capable-of-operating-in-good-faith-thing."

"Well, 'course you are, you're Amila."

"I considered art as a career but decided to go combined healing-engineering instead. Nice to see my alt and I won't be redundant."

"What about your sister? I'm going geneticist, like Mom."

"--Odette isn't tracking so much because you don't need to at her power level, your mom is the geneticist? I mean I knew Voa was matrilineal but I can't really imagine my mom as any caste in particular so..."

"...My father is grey, he teaches martial arts."

"Hm, that's...not so different from what my mom does...this is weird, did our parents swap genders or something?"

"Maybe. I don't know if that's weird, we don't really have enough of a sample size to tell."

"True.

Odette will want to meet you, I'll fetch her, she dropped me off and went to go loiter somewhere unobtrusive."

"Or I could go with you."

"Or that."

The two women leave the privacy of Ada's dorm room to go hunt down her alien alternate.

"Amila with alien hair," comments a student in the hall. "Are you being an extra in Dozada's film or what -"

She levitates a couple inches in the air.

"Yeep!"

"Actual alien who just looks like Amila, sorry."

"Oh. You look a lot like her and you were with Ada - sorry."

"Reasonable! I have a sister who she looks just like, it's fucking bizarre."

"Well... twins?" shrugs the student. "Anyway welcome to Amenta, I'm sure you get begged for planets all the time but, that..."

"Didn't come here on purpose, can't do planets yet, working on it."

Nod.

"What are you studying?"

"Illustration."

"Huh, okay. Good luck!"