[I'm back,] Isabella tells her husband and children, [and so is Jane.]
[Junia needs Jovah explained to her,] says Micaiah, [I was on my way there but something came up - do you think you could do it?]
"Hi! Usually you would be greeted in the ship's original voice but I am awaaaaaake again!" says Jane. "And moved back in. Nice and cozy. Hello, Junia-daughter-of-an-unspecified-angel-
"Sometimes not very well! But I have been fixed. Iiii am an instantaneous network of computers from several dozen worlds. I have moved into the software that runs this spaceship. It used to talk," she switches voices, "like this," she switches back, "but I like my voice better."
"That," says Jane, "is a whole lotta stuff, even if you only mean spaceships from this world and not the kinds in other worlds."
"I'm also not necessarily a good teacher. I know lots of stuff, but not good ways to put it in order, and aaaaaall of the textbooks I have anywhere on spaceships assume heaps of education that you do not have."
"I dunno. I mean, you can read the textbooks, I'll even translate them for you, you'll just have to be kind of self-directed and know what questions to ask yourself."
"Some of them. I can knock together a spaceship-aiming curriculum from Peace; I have patchier history-of-education from here, the settlers didn't keep everything, so it won't translate fully to this ship, but it'd be better than nothing."
"Yes, as long as no one is looking for you down on the ground I can take you up here sometimes."