“Oh yeah, i remember that.” Freyr confessed, shoving a big spoon full of kedgeree into her mouth. “I somehow knew all the moves to make, without anyone telling me.” Kalax nodded furiously. “The Sthrirad is really just a few dozen collective intelligences; I’m told it can quickly share information between hosts. Which is why we all knew what everyone was saying, even though I can see only garbled implant comms from late that evening.” Kalax surmised.

Everyone in that kitchen made some kind of noise and nervous movement when Vreta said the word ‘mating’. Kalax laughed, spraying kedgeree in front of him. Freyr and Masgard firmly clamped their lips together in an attempt to hold back laughter. Freyr studied the ceiling in a desperate effort to avoid catching anyone else’s eye. 595 groaned and placed her face in her hands. “Vreta’Sori. Please NEVER say ‘mating’ anywhere near me again. We, I...blew off steam. We didn’t mate. What're you laughing about?” She directed the last question at the rest of the group, eyeing each of them in turn.

Masgard blew air through his nose; Freyr began shuddering in her seat, unable to contain it all. "I agree, the word is uncomfortable to Human ears. But - i find it...sweet. That you guys had fun together." Kalax said very diplomatically, quickly regaining his composure.