[The sudden shift from her nervous expression to the image of poise and calm does not go unnoticed by Taryon. Ereshkigal must be a noble of some sort, or a person who takes great measures to appear graceful and in control at all times. Either way, she isn't someone who will be open to questioning. His best friend, Vex'ahlia, needed weeks to be familiar with him before she would share her deepest thoughts.

So, he decides to let it pass for now. He rubs his eye with the implant - the download that had been operating for the past half hour is having issues, and it's creating an unpleasant, constant glare while he eats.]

It's a lot to take in. [He cuts up the meat with his chopsticks.] And they don't give you enough resources to get used to all...this. I never heard of computers where I'm from.