"Indoor plumbing," Rutile repeats, hearing the words but not truly processing them. "It is a wonder."
The device is heavy in their hands, though not so heavy as a limb. It has an interface that appears to run on similar technology as the yimo - something else Rutile doesn't understand - and though it possesses several buttons, none of them seem to make it do anything. It's not clear whether the device is defective, or whether Rutile simply doesn't know enough to make it work. They frown and hand it back to Kit. "Unfortunately, my best way of detecting metals is to toss them in a flame and see if they melt. Did the maker leave any instruction?"
When Rutile's gaze flicks back to Kit, they see the bibiru in the background strapped to the man's back, its black eyes regarding them with what Rutile construes is curiosity. A smile on their face, they reach out and scritch the bibiru between its ears. "This little one is cute. I don't think we've been introduced."
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The device is heavy in their hands, though not so heavy as a limb. It has an interface that appears to run on similar technology as the yimo - something else Rutile doesn't understand - and though it possesses several buttons, none of them seem to make it do anything. It's not clear whether the device is defective, or whether Rutile simply doesn't know enough to make it work. They frown and hand it back to Kit. "Unfortunately, my best way of detecting metals is to toss them in a flame and see if they melt. Did the maker leave any instruction?"
When Rutile's gaze flicks back to Kit, they see the bibiru in the background strapped to the man's back, its black eyes regarding them with what Rutile construes is curiosity. A smile on their face, they reach out and scritch the bibiru between its ears. "This little one is cute. I don't think we've been introduced."