Did Sabra understand the concept of a film? She just stared at the girl for a good few moments and it was difficult to tell if she was mentally processing or finding the suggestion somehow offensive. After a moment, though, there was an, "Oh... The spidercrabs and beasts from many fathoms down. I've seen these... Village-dwellers and their pitchforks."

Creature features from the fifties? There were probably more. Weird to imagine, maybe, but late-night 'junk food' TV like that would be regarded with a sense of nostalgia in years to come - and here was a demonic woman who seemed to be incorporating it into her entertainment diet. Or possibly education, which would be even stranger. This was the era of increasing media hysteria about 'video nasties', yet Sabra was the proverbial real deal.

"Restrictive," she observed, upon being informed about human society's expectations of gender. "And confusing... That you cannot achieve what you desire. That your lives are fraught with dissatisfaction: The noble years for the freedom of farming, the peasant craves the life of a merchant, the merchant..." A slow shake of head. "Yet, when one reaches out and takes what is yearned for, your culture judges them in disgrace. This is not how it is in my realm."