Carlos looked to her, a little big concerned. “Uh… do you need to?” he asked her. “Are you okay?”
Carlos blinked. He gave a low whistle. “Wow, that’s impressive,” he said. He wanted to reach out and touch… but he wasn’t going to do that without permission. But God, it looked so cool… “So… it’s like an App for your… communiscanners then?”
“App?” she tilted her head to one side, not quite understanding. Apparently, there were some things even her magitech couldn’t translate. Frowning, Mia flicked her eyes towards the the screen her communiscanner had produced, obviously looking up the answer for herself.
“….Oh. App. Yes, something like that. If you like, I can have one for you when I bring the children? As a gift for watching them for me.”
Carlos blinked. “Wait, really? You would?” he asked her. “I… I would be just fine borrowing one for the time-being if you need them back home.”
“It’s no trouble,” came the quick reply. “They are cheap to make, easy to mass produce. They are the Alshondi version of your cell phones. But harder to steal or lose.”
“Harder to lose?” he asked. “How so? Is there some kind of… I dunno, implanting involved or something?”
“It’s stored inside an actual earring, Carlos,” she explained patiently, flicking at the thing to put her communiscanner away again. “Unless you remove it yourself, it won’t come out so you’ll always have it on you. Waterproof, too.”
“Ooh, fancy,” Carlos said. “You said they were cheap? How? I… humans can barely even begin to imagine that kind of tech, much less mass-produce it.”
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