"At home, they listen to what we say," she tells him. "Not, um, magically or prayerfully or whatever, but through our interface rings. Obviously they can't listen to everyone all the time, but I'm sure wardens paid extra attention to me, since I was a problem. Me and Zane, we used extra pretty-speak so they wouldn't get what we were saying." She smiles at the memory. "Half the words we said were bogus or bubbly."