So for the past month-ish, I've been involved in a Multi-Creator Project, where we anonymously swapped writing and art prompts. The writing prompt I received was:
A Federation citizen gets a taste for human fashion, especially the more avant garde. Their biggest challenge lies in one area: with everything that’s caught their eye being made with only humans in mind, they’ll have to make the outfits they want themself.
I decided that Sivkits should occasionally cycle off their artificial gravity, both for maintenance like in this fic, and also just because it helps alleviate their fucked-up spinal issues.
Also, while I didn't initially intend for Sosute to make a return, she works really well as a convenient semi-outsider. For anyone who remembers her is wondering, Akelpa is at a clandestine meeting of predkissers aboard the same ship, griping about how the reality of Arxur personalities really sucks in comparison to her fantasies, and also enjoying the attention from recently learning that Harchen used to be omnivores. The rest of Sosute's crew is doing tourist-y stuff or helping with deliveries.