Imri: You’ve held a seat in the House of the Moon for two centuries. What do you say when people argue those seats should be elected? Like in the House of Commons?
We’re not humans — changeable, fallible, in need of regular replacement. We are stable pillars you build your society around. Would you try to re-elect a tree? We are like trees.
Friend: . . . so you asked what kind of tree she would be?
Imri: I panicked! She was so scary!
Friend: If she didn’t eat you after that, she must’ve liked you.
Imri: . . . and so hot.