[She stops dead in her tracks in the face of his question, looks over at him with both brows raised...and then bursts into a fit of laugher. Excuse her for just a moment whilst she attempts to calm down.

She gets a hold of herself after a moment though, slapping her thigh with the sound of amusement still colouring her voice.]

I wish. Fuck me, growing up in that hellscape would have been drastically different if it'd been some kind of weirdo fuck palace. It's more full of the kinds of people who're more likely to take a vow of celibacy than get it on in an orgy.

[She snorts another laugh, and shakes her head.]

Nah, we only ever had a low birth rate on the ninth apparently. And then after all the kids died we kinda shut up shop. Didn't want anyone on the outside to know what'd happened so like, just stopped allowing external visits except for supplies.