User blog comment:Doctor Ibrahim/Ask the Doc and his Family!/@comment-27950421-20170302224659/@comment-28358106-20170412180750

Leontyne glances back. "Who, them? Nah, not really muscle.  They just keep the autograph hounds away.  Now then..."

She taps a taloned hand on her armrest and looks to Freia. "Addie tells me that you want to breed and sell Halks here in the Realm. I know their habits and uses well enough, so I don't see an issue with that.  But as you might imagine, if some get loose, an invasive species might be an enormous issue, what with competition for the local fauna and all.  As it is, we're fishing Iver Sound to its sustainable...whatsat word..." She snaps her fingers.

"...Capacity?" Adelaide says helpfully.

"Yeah, that. We're fishing at full capacity.  Now that's no problemo for us, but you toss wild avian carnivores into the mix, and we gots issues.  Sure, it might never happen, but pet owners are either responsible people or blithering fucking morons who don't properly keep themselves, much less Halks, and that can't be controlled. So, Princess Freia, I'd like to ask little trade favor as a trade-off that might insure against something like that.  I'd like to think it's a reasonable one." She reaches over and begins eating the grapes out of Adelaide's bowl on her desk.