There are a whole bunch of bewildered grownups now. They're so confused.

Probably because they don't have a credit! "...leave now with her or keep trying until the police show up -"

"They don't have phones, they can't have good response time - we don't know where else to get milk."

Sigh. "Milk milk milk thank you."

They shrug and hand over another bottle.

"Thank you! Diaper?"

They can have a bunch of those.

This is like less than a day of milk. "Milk milk milk please?" And to Shasali, "don't people sometimes start lactating just from having a baby trying -"

The locals attempt to explain why they can't have more milk. It involves gesturing at an icebox. They are offered juice.

"I've maybe heard of that. I can give it a shot when she's hungry enough to try persistently."

Well, juice is better than nothing. "Thank you!"

This gets him the word for "you're welcome".

"I think they can't keep more than a day's supply of milk cold because they haven't invented refrigeration, and that means neither can we."

"We don't in fact even have an icebox."

"Maybe we can find housing near here and get milk from whoever supplies it to them and figure out the language quickly and then find the embassy for robots place."

"Maybe. Maybe we can come back here a lot for milk, if I can't feed her."

Nod. 

"Should help that it's spring." She pets the baby. "How were you thinking of finding housing?"

"Everything in the city's going to smell like -" suppressed violent shiver - "but we can probably trade clothes for money, they're foreign and better fabrics and I think I will know if I'm being underpaid even without speaking the language."

"I don't think clothes are optional here, we'd have to trade them for more clothes and money."

"The jacket I expect I can get away without. More than that maybe in a day or two when we speak the language better - I really wish my family were here -"

"I could do without my sweater but it's - secondhand - maybe a tailor could make it into something else or they won't care."

"Or I can wear it and sell my shirt too."

"Or that. Kalatha's peed on it."

"Everything and everyone here is unclean and I am going to have to invent the shower but in the meantime I don't think I gain much by being fussy."

She nods.