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The two of us were sitting in my den, our womb-nest incubator humming quietly in the middle of the room, occasionally beeping with a routine diagnostic message. Until he spoke he had been staring out the window at the clouds below. | The two of us were sitting in my den, our womb-nest incubator humming quietly in the middle of the room, occasionally beeping with a routine diagnostic message. Until he spoke he had been staring out the window at the clouds below. | ||
“Bathroom’s over there.” I pointed at the curtain separating the closet-sized restroom from the den. Welkinsteader houses are small by necessity, and the bathrooms smaller still. | “Bathroom’s over there.” I pointed at the curtain separating the closet-sized restroom from the den. [[Welkinsteader]] houses are small by necessity, and the bathrooms smaller still. | ||
He entered the restroom. “What do you do for fun?” he asked from behind the curtain. | He entered the restroom. “What do you do for fun?” he asked from behind the curtain. | ||