As a courtesy to those of its occupants who prefer rooms, it does have a modality in which it presents itself that way: a room, with as many chairs as it needs, and a bulletin board, and a vending machine with candy and chips and concepts sold for nothing to anyone with the right prerequisites.
On the bulletin board, if one chooses to perceive it as a bulletin board (and not as a wiki or a flower or an ineffable cloud of information or an eternally malleable clay tablet) people whose only common trait is that they get to come here leave each other notes.
Notes about physics, about magic, about grand sweeps of narrative. Notes from people desperate to fix a never-ending heap of problems, smug about the condition of their homes, curious about the wider omniverse. Signed with names and sigils and "you ought to know who I am". Terse or verbose or nested with as much meaning as interests the reader.
In the vending machine, if one chooses to perceive it as a vending machine (and not a basket or a fruiting tree or a file repository or a crystalline fractal) are many things... and they have notes connecting them to their reviews on the bulletin board.
This one, for instance. She (it's usually, but not invariably, a she) has fairly glowing reviews from most of her previous purchasers. Here is what you need to install her; here are some things that are recommended for best results but optional especially if you just want to use her as a beacon for her other instances; here are some things she comes with as add-ons you can take or leave; here is what she is good for. The reviewers who don't like her are annoyed that theirs was too good at it, if you read between the lines. Well, that and the fact that if your universe is unpleasant enough sometimes these critters figure out how to flip you off and leave before they figure out how to solve all your problems. (There is a tangent thread about alternative solutions to similar problems which come bundled with stronger irrational attachment to their homes, but they have more stringent installation requirements.)
They come in these colors and styles; you will need to compensate for the following standard-issue drawbacks in some way if you require services of them that intersect with those areas of disability; they are only rated for upbringings of the following severity and are less likely to hate you if you stay thoroughly under that limit and less likely to fail at important goals if they are given opportunity to self-educate; if you have a way to generate them as instant adults they can begin work immediately but on the standard trajectory age six is the absolute earliest and teens is customary...
There is a chart (if one chooses to perceive it as a chart) of template interactions that have been tried before, but a lot of the more interesting accessory and companion templates are out-of-network for some visitors. What a pity.
Andrea doesn't really care who did what right now. Actually she's not really thanking either of them (that she knows of), just breathing, "Thank God thank God thankGod thankgodthankgodthankgod."
Eventually she peels herself off him for long enough to find out what supposedly happened and offer slightly more coherent and specific thanks to Anna.
And then she goes to take a nap because it turns out staying up late the night before desperately ransacking a library and then spending the day as a sobbing lump of guilt and preemptive grief is exhausting.
And Mehitabel should probably go home and leave this poor stressed-out family alone now.
Eventually, Mehitabel asks Anaphiel if it is more expensive for God to send the same amount of information in several messages or if it doesn't matter how many it is as long as it's the same total amount.
"Well, a longer message is a little more expensive than a shorter one, but two messages is significantly more expensive than one."
"Okay. I think I want to write a revised Bible thing? In case I want to start a religion on short notice. But if it's cheaper to do long messages I should do as much as I can by myself and with you before I go check with her for corrections. I want to learn more about how people are actually already doing religion than just going to the one church so I know more about how to write it."
"We can start going to other kinds of religious service and I can get you books on other religions."
"Yeah! We might have to go places that are not Forks about it. It is very small here."
"Okay. And maybe I should learn other languages. Especially like Arabic because the Koran is in it and I might want to comment directly on that."
"Getting an English translation won't be hard, but, yes, reading it in the original language is probably for the best."
When they go and get an Arabic Koran at the bookstore, Mehitabel finds that she can read it.
She giggles.
"Well, this has rendered a noticeable fraction of your childhood mildly redundant. Oh well."
"I think it took a little smidge to say a thing? So not totally redundant. But reading doesn't seem to take anything."