[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."
"Okay. I called up some intro science stuff on one of the terminals in the ship library."
"Yes, as long as no one is looking for you down on the ground I can take you up here sometimes."