"Mm-hm. I should probably just go to bed when you do."

"Might work, yeah."

She does that.

The woman goes down to sleep about three hours after the sun starts setting, this time of year - roughly ten thirty in the evening, eight hours before sunrise.

So Lorica's up with the sun. Eats and goes to work. What's the salvagebot got for her today?

Some aluminum siding, rusted and dented. A small fuse box. Short sections of wiring. Some chicken wire. More nails. A garden spade, missing the handle, and one half of a branch cutter, blade dented. Several chainsaw chains, in varying stages of 'rusted', with the blades mostly worn down or even broken. A few used or broken files, the correct size and shape for sharpening chain saw blades.

Well, she'll get those patched up, especially the chicken wire, that'll let her get particularly freeform. Today she works on getting distance out of the salvage radius in case there's someplace less picked over forty miles away. And she makes a lamp which adjusts to ambient lighting and tries to point at what she's looking at, even though she has to do this with a chunk of a level and some bits of mirrors because she's short on computer parts.

That's doable! It seems to also be able to adjust colors despite her not having given it any ability to do that, mostly adjusting to ambient light level as well to try to make conditions inside easier on standard human eyes (though it's not yet able to, for instance, filter out blue light closer to normal bed times). 

Knacks are so nice.

Eventually she gets the part-cleaner to accept unworked metal and turn it into simple stuff based on Wikipedia articles on the stuff, and then she can speed up a lot. When she has something that'll play music, about a week later, she hunts up Jonabeth.

Jonabeth is findable. She seems to have worked up to practicing making flowers bloom and turn back into buds, and is trying to get them to do this to a beat.

"Hey!" she calls.

"Hey! Wanna help train Canticum 0.2? Singing robot." It looks a little like a vending machine had a transporter accident with a jukebox on a dolly, which she's using to haul it around.

"Sure! Sounds at least more entertaining than diminishing returns on agricultural tricks."

"If you can get Canticum to perform similar tricks I can make more of it. Prettier more portable ones, I'm still bootstrapping. Show it what you're working on?"

"Sure!"

And: singing, the less experimental version of her song, to make flowers bloom, ready for pollinators. 

Canticum tries playing it back to see if that works.

Not at first brush. The colors might change a bit?

"Maybe I can try harmonizing with it? Sometimes two singers working together can change what's going on more obviously than one singer - most people can't make plants grow visibly, at all... And I get any feedback."

"It's going to keep trying stuff, that was for a baseline."

Canticum repeats the song but alters the voice; it sounds a little like Lorica, now.

Petal color might be a little bit closer to bloom-y. Still hard to say.

It starts over in a new key a half-step up. "It'll keep experimenting for a while, probably, and tell me when it's done," Lorica says, "if you wanna come over somewhere it's less audible and tell me about stuff I might want to change?"

"Sure."

"When you say you get feedback, what do you mean?"

"It's - kind of like the same way I know if a note's at the right place in the song, or if I should shift this word to a different one with different emphasis, or which meter I should use and if any given word fits in that meter? And if this accent works better than that one... I can kind of tell that whether I'm working on making a song sound good or whether I'm working on making a song be effective knack-wise, and - I can tell if someone I'm listening to is hitting the notes they want to be hitting, and I can also kinda tell what they're trying to do knack-wise and what's actually happening? And it's way easier if I'm singing with them, on all counts."

"That's probably worth trying, singing with it - just not while it does its first pass."

She nods. "Reasonable, yeah."

"Can you tell me anything about how you tell?"