"Ah," the older woman says, in what sounds like understanding. "My people do, but only within a very complicated set of restrictions that I can't easily follow here. I'm still working out what to do, and for now it might be easier to go without." And indeed there's nothing on her plate that seems to be of animal origin, if one were to take a look.

"I'm Zivia," she adds -- the opening consonant is almost _tz_, like the middle sound of pizza. "Zivia Birnbaum. I've only just arrived here."