“Then I will read, and leave tonight to sleep. If you or your brothers want to ask me anything, feel free.”
“Thank you, but I feel — exposed to strangeness — enough as it is.” Weak smile. “Not that I would not have been even more so if I were to eat at your table, but sleeping is another thing entirely.”
She makes her way out of the house and to her discreet tower, discreetly.
There is much to sleep on.
The next day, she returns to Kiribel's house at an hour that her reading suggests is a reasonable one for visitors.
An hour after dawn, someone who is not Kiri and doesn't look enough like her to be a brother opens the door. She is only momentarily startled by the stuff gridded around Teytis's person. "...Good morning."
“Good morning. I am Teytis tel Jobont and I wish to speak with Kiribel Ardelay, if it is a convenient time for her.”
"Good morning," says Kiri. "How are you?"
Teytis shrugs and speaks a non-Welchin phrase. “Or rather: my body is healthy and my self is as I will it. Not an easy translation. And you?”
"I'm fine. I found some more books you might like after you've finished with the ones I located yesterday. They're all down in the library."
The equally fancy box that's been following Teytis around opens a bit and a paper-thin sheet of — something smooth and flexible — slips out and lays itself neatly on Kiri's desk.
It could be the table of contents for a very foreign and very eccentric encyclopedia, but the references do not much resemble page numbers.
Its listings, with a mix of translated and untranslated-with-annotations words, include such relevant and irrelevant subjects as: kored (“prerequisite to telekinesis and shapeshifting”), pimsilt techniques (“making things without telekinesis and shapeshifting”), radio ("communications machines"), computers ("thinking machines"), energy sources, economics, leadership, recipes, fiction, messages for hypothetical aliens, transportation, and sanitation.
“I have much information that is reference material, and more that happened to be in demand when I was brought here; this is just a sampling particularly including some things I thought you might be interested in or that I could help with myself. Whatever interests you, I can give you more detailed listings, or talk about it, or translate works on the subject.”
"I am interested in all of these things, but - given that we can't use kored - especially pimsilt, radio, computers, and transportation."
With gentle amusement: “Perhaps you could pick only one subject, to start? I'm sure you'll find my translations will need work and I'd rather get the next one right from the beginning.”
Here is a narrower index! It goes all the way down to titles of specific books, which are on subjects including electrical engineering, radio design and construction, spectrum management, and operator procedure and etiquette. There are even books that are about all of these things and more, like the ambitious-sounding Box of Scraps: Getting from Nothing to Everything. Unfortunately that one's annotated with “(the specific methods assumed require lankored)”.
"That would be very useful, assuming radios can be built by local people, or by you in very large quantity."
“Now that you point it out, the simpler construction techniques, like in that one book I noted, all involve a lantamsilt so they wouldn't work for you. Hm. It will take some research to figure out the best route to start being able to make purely pimsilt radios. But I can certainly make you radios. How large a quantity were you thinking of? Or rather, what is the communication problem you are thinking of solving? In my world, almost everyone has a radio, but there are ways to start smaller, depending on the need.”
"There is no specific problem that needs radios, but a lot of things would be better if a lot of people had them. How far can they reach?"
She points out a book in the index on planning, surveying, and the related theory.
“I could show you an example of what might be required, if you have an accurate map of an area, and tell me what kind of messages you might want to carry.”
Kiri has an atlas in her office. "We're here," she says. "The capital of Welce is here, and the next biggest city is here. We have trading partners over this ocean, and over these mountains, but perhaps the radios can't go that far. If I had two radios, I could talk to my businesses from far away; if there were more, the other primes could do the same, and we could learn if someone needed us sooner than a letter can arrive."
"Mountains make things easier, actually, because there can be a clear line between the peak and places on the ground around it. Oceans are more problematic to cross without jobont — but perhaps a connection that only works part of the day would still be quite useful to you."