[The less explaining she has to do the better. Ginia's done her share of explaining to people from less technologically advanced periods to varying degrees of success. She can't help the fact her world isn't too dissimilar from this one. As Jónsson reads, Ginia continues to fold clothes and sort out the supply closet. She doesn't watch him, giving him some space. It's a lot of information to process; she's read it over a dozen times and still references it regularly.
She turns back as he talks, another huff escaping at the question. There's an amused smile.]
Not to me, but you aren't the first person to have asked that. I've heard a few people mention or ask about it. Hold on, I'll look for the conversation.
[It takes a little longer to search for the conversation thread. When Ginia finds it, she saves it for quick reference before throwing the network thread onto an overlay for him to scroll through.]
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She turns back as he talks, another huff escaping at the question. There's an amused smile.]
Not to me, but you aren't the first person to have asked that. I've heard a few people mention or ask about it. Hold on, I'll look for the conversation.
[It takes a little longer to search for the conversation thread. When Ginia finds it, she saves it for quick reference before throwing the network thread onto an overlay for him to scroll through.]