[Tris doesn't answer right away, and by the time she sees Jesse's questions they've already piled up. Abjectly miserable and struggling to keep down food or to breathe, she is a bit shy of patient. She replies to the messages in order.] I've no idea what a crayon is. If she's already eaten them, you'll find out soon enough.
Play with her, pet her, do something interesting. Figure it out.
If you're talking about the glass she produces, it's stronger and more heat resistant. I could melt it for you, just wait till I can get out of bed without falling over. As for the glass she's made of, I have no desire to test its limits. Keep her away from furnaces, would you.
Edited (Email replying was a bad idea, apparently.) 2016-08-16 14:09 (UTC)
Assume I don't know half of the words you're using. I think your language may be further removed from mine than I realized. Robot and vacuum are new as well.
I have a forge in my cabin, and I can also serve as a living furnace when I'm not too feverish to control it. I'll help with your project later. [That, and maybe cookies, are the thanks he's likely to get for looking after Chime for her.]
Cleans what? Floors? You can't do that yourself? [Sorry, Tris is a little judgmental about household chores.] I suppose it's good that Chime enjoys it.
I'm glad her glass is being put to use. I'd like to see, once you're finished.
I don't use magic to cook or clean or do any everyday housework. I once lifted myself to the top of a tower with winds, but that was an experiment. Ordinarily I walk up the stairs just like anybody else. [Tris hates stairs, but she does use them.] I use breezes to keep cool when it's hot out, but I couldn't do that without magic.
I've handled more heat than any non-mage could, I just hate being stuck sitting in it.
And I have more electricity than I know what to do with. [Tris maaaaay have lost enough control to start sending off small, harmless sparks. This fever is not going well. She flips to video for just a moment, a tiny bit of lightning crackling over her hair, and then back to text.] How do you condition air?
Of course. You have machines for nearly everything, don't you? [Which is an adjustment, and all of the advanced sciences are going to be a big challenge for her. One that she is too tired to even think about tackling right now.]
If you don't know then why are you [and then her fever-addled brain catches up, much more slowly than it would have were she well, but Tris doesn't bother getting rid of what she started to write.]
Is that often done in your world, abbreviating things and assuming your meaning is common knowledge?
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