[Voice]

[kakolookiyam]

I fail to see the great use of this electricity. Believe me, Claire, I do not mean to insult the good work you and your fellows do. I am sure it is a difficult task to bring power to such a broken city as this. Bringing adequate water would be no small task either. And I certainly could not turn my nose up at the heat. It simply seems.... silly. No

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[finalchain]

There is electricity? But the houses look so dark.

[kakolookiyam]

It is not quite stable, as yet, but we are working hard to make it so.

[finalchain]

You've been busy-busy? But why is it far-fetched? Don't you like lights?

[kakolookiyam]

Quite busy. Ah, where I come from, light is provided by wood or oil. Not by... wires.

[finalchain]

But wires make it faster, ni-paa~

[kakolookiyam]

They make it faster? How?

[finalchain]

You put the wires into these machines and then whiirr! The lights go on!

[kakolookiyam]

Is it magic?

[finalchain]

Ah...no... It's technology.

[kakolookiyam]

Yes, like this odd communicator... thing. A peculiar form of magic, one I have not oft seen.

[finalchain]

You've never seen one before?

[kakolookiyam]

Not before I came here, no.