"I will keep a watch out for wind that happens to do convenient things then, I guess?" Shrug. "I don't think we have many mean mythological things like this, unless they're from, like, cultures that died out."

"I do not know enough to guess."

"Anyway, now we're temporarily done with the fruit testing – I notice there were some pretty large buildings? Have you explored them yet, should we go do that for a bit?"

"I did! They were, ah, boring. Rooms were all alike, no people, some technology but inaccessible without hours of ... of. Work."

"Was it in a foreign language, or was it passworded, or…?"

"Both. I can break password, given time. The different language is a challenge."

"… Can you write something in your language, using – not this pen?"

The blue pen is available on the table.

... Naomi writes a nursery rhyme that uses words he's never seen before on an available sheet of paper. 

And he looks at it, considers it, and tries to copy the strokes of the pen using the black pen.

"– Is this a poem or something?"

"Yeah, why? Wait, can you read it?"

"Yeah," he says. "So we might be able to use those computers."

"Yes! Yes we could! Oh, and we could read those other books, too. We can't really divide and conquer because there's only one pen; want to bring some books and paper with us to translate while I work on one of those computers?"

He nods and goes to translate some covers, trying to work out which will be most interesting.

The pile, in the end, is of ten books, one of them quite thick.

And by then Naomi has gotten into the computer system. 

The computer system apparently does not have an internet connection – that's what the error was about. It does, however, have various documents available and some pictures and a few videos and maybe some music or – uh, non-work-related things, shall we say – in some other folders.

Itaruko laughs a little when he sees that.

Naomi knows enough about how people organize their data to guess what's in there.

... but she's curious about what it is in case it's not porn, so she opens it anyway.

Nope, nope, definitely porn. Seems like this person was actually quite organized about all of it, since it's categorized.

Itaruko laughs a bit more at this.

"... I'm not even going to guess what some of these things mean! Just kidding, I'm going to guess anyway."

"Feel free," says Itaruko, writing some of the titles down on paper.

Does she get some of them right? There are thumbnails, she might well be able to guess. (Quite a large variety, too.)

Naomi ... has experience looking through peoples' porn folders. It's odd to see a collection so bereft of the rest of meta-humanity, though -- she's used to elves heavily featuring.

What's in the other folders?

They seem to be invoices! Possibly! And a few reports, various things like that.

Apparently whoever this is works for a bank.

Neat! Does this banker have a name or address?

The individual does not appear to have an address mentioned anywhere, but his name is… pronounced something like Kapria Yeum, if they have the computer read it aloud? The markings are not very convenient to remember but are quite swirly, and if written down it translates as Kira Appleby. Somehow.

"… So this is pretty clearly a name," says Itaruko, pointing to the mark just before it indicating as such, "but why is it translating. That seems weird."

"Is that a more common name in your language? Maybe this computer is from your world."

"Nope," he says. "But what I can see written would not be pronounced as the computer did it. It's not even particularly close."