“Really? That’s a trip. Humans as the minority.” It sounds like the sort of thing that helmeted man on at the White House would have creamed himself over. It makes Peter vaguely uncomfortable. “No problem, dude.”

“Taxes, probably not. It would be kind of hard to enact some kind of system like that up here. Not like any of us are getting paid anyway.” He shrugged. “We might not have a real military to worry about, but I wouldn’t say that keeps us from being sort of drafted. Every big problem we’ve had around here, well. It’s not like we’ve had a choice but to fight back.”