‘Where did you get this?’ Roveg asked. ‘Oh,’ Tupo said. Xe looked around the floor. ‘There were some other Quelin here a while ago, and they forgot it in the garden.’ Roveg tried to catch Tupo’s eye. ‘Did you take it for your collection before or after they left?’ The child became interested in a pebble near xyr forepaw. ‘Umm . . . well . . .’ ‘I’m not your mother, Tupo,’ Roveg said. ‘You could always try to mail-drone it back. But theft is a long, proud tradition for many museums, so that decision’s up to you.’
