Remi smiles and relaxes a little. "I'm moderately good at music, but my ear isn't quite up to their harmonies," he says. "There's a grid program--mostly Alaric's work--that translates for us. The little ones are mostly babbling and experimenting with their, ah, voices." He squints at his slate. "For example, that last bit was pulsar, pulsar, loud, pulsar, whirl, let's whirl."