Lucius smiled a bit. "Yeah, she should," he said. "Usually she doesn't get colds like that, I'm kind of worried. But she's not running a fever or anything, so that's a good sign I think. Do Others work like humans?" Maybe they didn't. "Maybe I should take her to an Other doctor... haven't wanted to do that because the only ones I know of are Republic." And, well, they actually didn't know he had an Other hanging around his farm, and maybe what they didn't know wouldn't kill them.
Unfortunately, there was no right thing to do, here. Because either option could be quite dangerous, and he didn't want to have to make that call. Anyway, there were weeds to pull.
"I worry a lot, sometimes." Yeah, he did. "When my parents still ran the farm, dad would employ the city kids to come pull up all the weeds for him in exchange for butterscotch discs. It got the kids doing something, out in the sun, and they'd pester their parents to come buy my cousins' butterscotch candies when there wasn't any weeds to pull. The city kids don't know us anymore, though." Yeah, sadly.
"Suppose I could get a buncha kids out of the Grid to come help. There are bunches in the orphanages." And bunches that weren't in orphanages, and he wouldn't mind sharing some of the excess with them. It was probably a lot safer of a way for them to get food than the rest of the Grid had as options. Lucius tried not to think about it.