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" - yes, I do. I will get my Rebecca first, though."
"Yeah. One of the things I work on is a immortality thing that scales better. But you and your family can have them no problem."
touchme
"Uh, gosh, am I a consultant? I don't know if I'm cut out for consultancy. Or what standards 'fixed' is supposed to match."
"Uh, I think the standard is 'no suffering for want of material things that can be straightforwardly provided, no one living in fear of - being randomly murdered or attacked or evicted - and a process for everyone to remedy wrongs they experience, a real process they believe in and expect to produce redress.'"
touchme
"Okay, so, like, we have poverty - my family's actually well off for reds, just wasn't budgeted for surprise baby especially since if you get credits aftermarket they're marked up - uh, there's the war, there might be more wars, I'm not up on geopolitics - population controls more or less murdery depending - there's a police brutality thing, mostly a problem for us and maybe purples I don't know - you will probably have a problem getting reds to trust you unless you trot me out and kiss me at them, and then nobody else will want you around -"
touchme
"Kinda, yeah, everybody thinks we're garbage, why wouldn't aliens too, everybody's going to tell you we're garbage and they have university degrees and fancy titles, why wouldn't you believe them -"
"My brother has red hair, would it help any if he went - he might have to fork for it, he's very busy, but I bet he would if I asked -"
touchme
"Could go either way. The hair isn't actually what - like, Katin's is orange. Mine used to be white. We're still red, the hair's a - standardized advertisement -"
"So if I show up with fancy robots and tell everybody that we're trading them the robots for their reds, the reds will - what, panic? Riot? Try to hide?"
touchme
"Be really scared, probably - there's not anywhere good to hide, we're not supposed to be outside our neighborhoods except for work with shoe covers and gloves and marked vehicles and everything. Rioting maybe, but it always gets at least some of us killed so maybe not if it looked really inevitable."
"We don't want to badly scare people either, though. - we'd resurrect anyone who died in riots but it's still much better not to let it come to that - I don't mind in the slightest kissing you in front of everybody but if it'd get in the way of everything it might make more sense to kiss you in front of everybody on the planets we bring reds to instead of the one they're leaving from."
"Don't apologize. I don't either, and I have advisors who do. I just - don't want to ignore you on something with personal stakes -" Hug. "Maybe we can set up a really pretty district of the city for them here, and then from there they can decide if they'd rather be self-governing or citizens here or what, and I can suggest to all your terrible governments that they let a few red emissaries come tour the place in advance for riot-prevention reasons -"
touchme
"They might go for that. It'll pollute the place like nobody's business, kill your tourism, but maybe that is fine."
"I do not think we were counting on tourism from your world. Anyway we can misleadingly imply it's a safely segregated district while we still need their cooperation for things." Kiss.
And he would like nothing more than to snuggle her forever and will in fact snuggle her quite a while.
But the next day enormous shiny lightleapers coast into her home planet's star system broadcasting in a rotation of the local languages - "Hello! This is a diplomatic envoy from the Noldor of Endorë, and we greet you and your people. Please identify to us a convenient location for us to disembark and meet you."