"What's going to happen to the male?"
"No idea. The Mothers will probably keep him a while to stud, then release him."
"Hope I get chosen. No offense, but I haven't had a male in years."
"Hey, he's cute. I might join you."
"Not too bright, though. Wearing chainmail and that silly green cap in this desert..."
"They don't have to be bright, just willing."
"Indeed."
"Hey, did you hear that?"
"Hear what?"
"Sounded like … I don't know, chains or something."
"Don't worry. Unless he grows wings, he's not getting out of there."