It was less crowded here, which let her breathe a bit easier and she sat on his shoulders watching the sky as lights exploded in it. Missiles Curufin had said. What kind of world was this that they could use their weapons to make pretty patterns like this?

She wrinkled her nose. "From the government? They do be giving people food? Do people no be working? What if they do be being really lazy?"

Surely this didn't work. She's always been taught that you only survive if you are strong, obedient, dedicated.

"What do you be meaning by human rights?"

She can sort of figure out the word. But it's...

His world is weird.