[That gets a laugh and a wry shake of her head. Must be hard to stay innately curious when you've probably walked the circumference of the ever-changing globe a million times over. It's the first real thing that takes her back to Romulus. Is it weird, to miss someone who's still standing before you?

(That's a dumb question to ask, when she knows Winterlace.)]

You'd like the Lattice. Twenty-nine worlds. Different cultures, half a million different languages and dialects - not counting the dead ones - space travel, the works.

[Lots of war. They've not yet entered their age of serenity. Space travel's only been a Thing for a few hundred years, and losing Janirak destabilized the carefully held peace agreements that had tentatively been put in place after the last interplanetary mishap.]