"I don't," Elijah says solemnly. "Neither of us do. This is going to be -
alien, to you. Gems are created already in possession of the skills
they're judged to need. Humans are used to having to choose, practice and
develop the skills that we want to ultimately benefit from. You're going
to have to do that too."
"It's all I ever contemplate." The insects that pop up this time are actually hoverflies - bumblebee mimics - because it's more of an exaggeration than an outright lie.
Jasper, eloquent as always, shrugs with a grunt. "Stupid communicator's tiny." Well, compared to her, anyway. But she ducks out the door without any further explanation.
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"I don't," Elijah says solemnly. "Neither of us do. This is going to be - alien, to you. Gems are created already in possession of the skills they're judged to need. Humans are used to having to choose, practice and develop the skills that we want to ultimately benefit from. You're going to have to do that too."
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Luckily for her, calling something dumb or stupid because it distresses her doesn't seem to trigger the flood.
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"That's arguable, and irrelevant regardless," Elijah says. "So I don't see why that's something for you to even contemplate at this point."
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He regards them with interest, and hums.
"I hope time continues to broaden your interests, Jasper."
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"Alright," he says, mildly, and gets up to see her to the door.
"...Thank you for coming to speak to me. You didn't have to, and I appreciate it."
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