"Understandably."

"Trust me, we are going to do all we can to help with that. Which reminds me why I came. Books." He snaps his fingers and six or seven volumes appear. "Is that enough to start with?"

"Yes, thank you sir."

"I think we should leave them to rest now."

Charger, Deskyl signs, and DZ nods.

    "She should make a charger for me now, since she's awake anyway. And I don't need to sleep. If you want to ask questions, this would be a good time."

"You can ask questions too if you want, you're the ones who are from very far away, and from what Carlos told me you're stuck here."

"I still don't understand why villains would be nice to me. --Other than you guys," he says, noticing Jay's look. 

Not everyone is a hero or a villain. She levitates some likely-looking scrap over and begins examining it.

"I mean, there are peasants, but you aren't peasants, you can levitate things."

Definitely not.

    "What about the king? Is he a villain?"

"No, he's a good guy, because he's the rightful king. You can tell because he has magic healing powers and there aren't horrible droughts and famines like when the rightful king isn't on the throne."

Like a fairy tale.

It's more complicated where we're from.

"It's complicated here too. Turns out having come from the right set of genitals does not necessarily give you the ability to make good policy."

And being a villain doesn't stop you. She seems amused.

Sith are villains, but I'm not a very typical Sith.

"It happens. Dad's not a very typical evil vizier."

She nods. But Sith generally make good leaders. We're trained for it. Not my specialty, but I'm competent.

She's examined a few machines, so far not removing anything but the cases; now she starts disassembling one of them.

Carlos has an unhappy expression on his face but doesn't say anything. 

Jay notices. "Hey, I'm sure she's going to put them back as they were when she's done."

Deskyl's hands are too busy for her to reply.

"I need to recharge in the next day or so, sir; that's a very high priority for her. I'm sure she'll do as little damage as she can."

The machines Deskyl is looking at make no physical sense whatsoever. In fact, they seem to be designed by a moviemaker who primarily cared about whether the machines look cool and who left every scientifically literate person in the audience facepalming. In spite of this, they all seem to function perfectly.

She'd noticed that; she's definitely in the facepalming contingent. But - if this is a fairy tale - maybe something that looks like a charger will work like one. It's worth a shot, at least, and if it doesn't, she can argue with the local physics about it some more.

If she tries to use anything that basically looks like a charger on DZ, it will successfully charge her, although with a perhaps superfluous amount of beeping and bright flashing lights. If you have bright flashing lights, you see, it is Sciencey.

Her aesthetic doesn't run to flashing lights or beeping; instead she takes out her 'saber and starts disassembling it to get at the crystal. (DZ looks alarmed at this development.)

"Are you going to try to take over now that you're here?"

If it needs it. I'm not really the sort, though. I'm an engineer, not a fighter.