If only some civilizations where I come from had that enlightened of a basic standard. [It's...mostly under his breath and an aside, but he's not trying very hard.]

That would make this an important territory to keep protected, particularly in a time of crisis - not much can be done without food.

[After finishing the roll, Dorumon yawns and curls up, tail half over their head, to nap through the history discussion, and Lotor does have an odd conflicted moment.]

Might I ask about how your people age and what constitutes a child?