[Kim pauses, caught briefly on the idea that she could expect anything –– a shade too young to remember polio, the rest that followed little more than news articles, cut-off from her own life. Her childhood in a trailer park didn't feel quite as fraught as the conditions here, even without magic or clockwork droids. How many people could possibly know what to do with a plague?

Still, though, her concern holds fast. Kim doesn't budge.]

Maybe they were petty, maybe they took it out on each other, but even kids don't compromise on something as big as... this. [Half a city. Half of the sky. Half the resources. She's glad she can keep the absurdity of it out of her voice.] Someone had to have come out on top with this arrangement, benefited from things being split the way they were.

[She pauses, lips momentarily pursed. Her gaze flicks down to the woman's belly. With some sympathy:]

It's tough enough to be pregnant when things are stable, let alone with all of this going on.