[He snorts. Amusement dances in his grey eyes.] No wants for it here. I just guessed. Our first world was low tech in a desert. The second was high tech. Lower tech again for Akvos.

If it’s a pattern then we’ll see. If it isn’t we can expect anything. [He glances in the direction of the tree. No time like the present. He walks that direction.] I’d have to ask her to be sure.