I just. Want Breq to be minding her own business on a passenger ship somewhere, humming a very old song. And for this weird pale person to come up to her and start singing those lyrics, translated into Radchaai, which she didn't think anyone else remembered. And then for her to compliment Anaander Miaanaai on her attention span, "I only lasted about a millennium before I got bored enough with ruling the known universe to start an internal squabble just for the change. Although if my war machines had been as delightful and charming as you, I might never have been able to give it up; chariots just can't compare, my dear."

I could call the story "Poverty, War and Injustice" and then earworm myself whenever I went to my AO3 dash.