Most of the technology was designed to interact with magical energy.
[Which is still not great to think of, all things considered. Though it is how she powers her own little tablet she'd managed to keep with her, that she had created during that same secret network project.]
But that was after everything... changed. I scarcely can recall using books as you describe them. There was no need.
[It's been teasing at her mind a bit, but nothing she can firmly grasp. Certainly on the fleet she'd browsed the library there, though it had been different, of needing something to do, but it had been so hard to feel anything at the time. She was a scholar, she liked studying, even now it was what she clung to, so perhaps she had enjoyed books once, properly. Surely, she'd owned them? Had visited libraries? There was so little of anything, before marriage, before her work.
She closes her eyes, trying to mentally grasp for something, some hint of it, a wisp, but it's empty, of course, as she exhales, shakes her head, and then... recalls that she's still talking to Lup there. If the elf had tried speaking to her at all during her little spaced moment, anyway, she wasn't certain.]
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[Which is still not great to think of, all things considered. Though it is how she powers her own little tablet she'd managed to keep with her, that she had created during that same secret network project.]
But that was after everything... changed. I scarcely can recall using books as you describe them. There was no need.
[It's been teasing at her mind a bit, but nothing she can firmly grasp. Certainly on the fleet she'd browsed the library there, though it had been different, of needing something to do, but it had been so hard to feel anything at the time. She was a scholar, she liked studying, even now it was what she clung to, so perhaps she had enjoyed books once, properly. Surely, she'd owned them? Had visited libraries? There was so little of anything, before marriage, before her work.
She closes her eyes, trying to mentally grasp for something, some hint of it, a wisp, but it's empty, of course, as she exhales, shakes her head, and then... recalls that she's still talking to Lup there. If the elf had tried speaking to her at all during her little spaced moment, anyway, she wasn't certain.]