A-600: Merchant Freighter Spanial (Docked), Prrri’s Cabin
“Runn by Xumans,” his ears flatten as he says this and gazes at Lia with his yellow eyes, “seconnd-xlass citizenss onn ourr ownn worrld.”
He waves his hand and tail around to indicate Spanial, “Xumans xave spaceshipss, Felline xave…ssteam enginess…
“It makess us… sad as a people.”
Lia is quiet for a time. Prrri may notice that her eyes look sad.
“That’s why I didn’t buy any of the fruit they were selling. At the facility. It seemed wrong somehow. Like…they weren’t theirs to sell.”
She makes a self deprecating sound.
“Silly…”