It's very strange to be working alongside a real live robot. They're supposed to be fantastical lost technology. She keeps looking over DZ, trying to figure out the joints and balance, or where the computer part is... But work gets done. "I thought you were learning very fast a minute ago?"

She nods. "Deskyl helps."

"Deskyl's deaf."

"Yes, but she helps." She does the levitating-a-stick gesture again.

"Hmm. Alright, implants or something. Lost tech is crazy stuff."

She pauses, shrugs, and gets back to work.

Walta has nothing else to say. She tries pointing and naming things, but quickly runs out of nouns to do this with. She starts quietly singing a work song of some kind - there's a steady rhythm to the words, but only a few are recognizable - after another couple of minutes.

DZ picks the nouns up readily, but doesn't object when the lesson is over; she doesn't join in with the song.

Robots are so weird. She keeps almost starting a conversation, but refrains.

...They work for a while. At least a couple dozen bagsful of the stuff.

DZ's not going to get bored, or tired. She does keep an eye on Walta, ready to suggest a break if she seems to be pushing herself to keep up with her, but otherwise works steadily until she's told to stop.

Slow and steady does it. She's used to this sort of work.

"...That should be enough. Should be plenty. If Nick complains he can get more."

"All right."

Up they go. "Are you good at... Uh, learning, basically? I would imagine the Captain is going to find more work for you. Probably not ridiculously much of it."

She nods. "I can learn work."

"Good... You need electricity. I shouldn't try and set you up with that, I could screw it up, we'll ask Nick to."

That gets a quick headshake. "Deskyl will."

"Hmm. Not likely, the way Cap'n is with his ship."

Another headshake. "Deskyl won't trust Nick to do it safely. She needs me."

"Electricity means sparks. Sparks mean kaboom. I really, really think Nick is going to push back on this."

"Deskyl can stop sparks and kaboom." She makes the levitating-stick gesture again. "Or work not in the ship."

"...Yeah, that might satisfy him. Working outside the ship. Hard shell, fire-proof. I think you have to connect to something inside sooner or later though, to get the power?"

Nod. "Nick can do the inside connect thing."

"I'll suggest it... The ship will burn very fast we catch fire, we all die if it does, that's why he's so paranoid. It's not to be mean or controlling."

" - I don't have enough language."

She shrugs, a bit embarrassed. "...Careful? We said careful earlier, I think. Captain Vauners is very very careful."