A thought occurs to him. "If it's all in vampire, you're not getting much specialized vocabulary - can it tell you how much magical energy I check out at? What units does it use if it can?"
"It's still coming in all linear, I don't know everything instantly. You were made by a group of people, eight of whom were involved magically - I don't know who else might have been helping them because they didn't leave the kind of imprint on you the hhikiiia is talking about now - you really like ice cream..."
"I do really like ice cream, that's definitely true. I really like most food, I've only started having it today, it's an experience."
"I don't think you're going to be finding anything that's news to me any which way. I can access my specs too. Anything I know to ask, I know the answer, pretty much."
"I more want to know, like, about them - are they the kind of thing Keo can delete, can you tell?"
He listens intently as far as how to get into the right kind of maintenance mode - a kind he didn't know he had until now, this is supremely weird - and then says, "I got it from here, thanks," and runs through the rest much faster than instructions can be delivered; the individual steps from that point are as intuitive to him as the rest of his systems now that he knows where to find this one. No more control codes.
"Thanks. That would not have been a nice surprise coming from somebody who could use 'em."
He shrugs. "I can, like, talk to people for the first time in four hundred years, and they're people I actually want to talk to, it sure isn't lonely by comparison."