CR: “Uh, yeah, actually. But could you please calm your arm first? It’s giving me the willies.”

QU: “No can do CR, you know how my abilities work.”

CR: “Right, okay, well, we all start out as eggs, laid by the Queen, that’s you. From there on, the egg doesn’t break but grows limbs and affinities based on the surroundings it is raised in. When we hit age 5, we won’t absorb more attributes from our surroundings and instead we will grow with what we have till we are 15. From there on, we do not grow any more and are fully grown Monochromes. After a while, at the ripe age of 50, we form a cocoon and evolve into an Albus, losing our ability of higher thought, but retaining our memories.”

QU: “Very good CR! You do remember your own race well!”

CR: “…I thought that was a given for all of us.”

QU: “Believe it or not, there are some of us who do not bother with remembering this.”