

"So, Curio... you've said a couple times that you've taught folks stuff, as like, a job. Is that how you make a living, when y'ain't workin' on yer art?"
"Did I hear that right? You... steal? Yer a thief?"
"Survival is a right that prevails over property," she recited, grimly. "Thought you were confessin' to somethin' worse than that."
She let out a low whistle. "I tell you what, I wouldn't want to be a sapient mon in your world. Sounds like humans have it much better. Guessin' you've been on the losin' end of that interaction most of yer life, huh?"
"I sometimes think I wouldn't much mind staying here. Just, stay on Cibus indefinitely. Folks're a bit strange, but they're a whole lot nicer than I'm used to. ...wonderin' if you have the same sorta thoughts."