“I felt the same way when I first went to the Upper World, seeing all those babies and children everywhere.” I gasp. “My god. You saw dead babies and children in my world?” She laughs, throwing her head back. “No, silly. If they were dead that would be no problem. I meant babies and children. In general. Your world is just full of them. They give me the creeps.” She shakes her arms out in an exaggerated manner, her bracelets jangling. “Remind me to never ask you to babysit,” I say under my breath.
