"I'll listen, sure. You don't have to keep trying if it gets... Words. Hard, unpleasant."

"Okay, so, it's like seeing a... have you been introduced to Lego blocks?"

"No. Have seen blocks as children's toy, though. Make things, then smash them."

"Right! It's sort of like seeing a building made of children toy blocks. After looking at one, you have more-or-less an idea of how to build it and what pieces you'll need for it and maybe you won't reproduce it exactly so when you build it it will look somewhat different than what you originally saw, but you don't necessarily need an instructions manual to do it. Tinkering feels a bit like that, like you see a toy blocks building in your head and you can reproduce it but you can't really explain to anyone else because it's this bizarre four-dimensional toy blocks building. But you know where every block goes."

"My power is not like that. I see the pieces some. Granite, basalt, shale, sandstone. But I could draw a map and show you exactly what's under our feet if I wanted. I wonder where the knowledge comes from. Something must make it."

Shrug. "No one knows. It just starts appearing. Tinkers just... know things. It's like a stroke of inspiration. And while we're working on them, it's one of the best feelings in the world."

"I understand feeling happy to create, at least. Being in a place I made makes me feel at peace."

"Yeah, at peace is not quite it. It's more of a rush, like... do you know flow? When you're doing something you enjoy so much that you forget time passes and you can't stop doing it and forget to eat and to sleep and everything else disappears?"

She looks distant. "...I think yes. That has caused... Problems, in the past."

He raises his eyebrows. "Problems?"

"If you get too focused, you ignore danger things."

"Oh. Yeah I can see that. Well, Tinkers have that thing, except times one thousand. We usually have to have alarms or other people to remind us we should drink water or eat food."

"Hm. I would find that state of mind distressing."

Shrug. "It's relaxing, in a... not-relaxing kind of way. Well, very rewarding in any case. And we're very productive in those states."

"People are different than each other."

Nod. "That's true. Maybe only people who would enjoy this state become Tinkers."

"I would not hope the world is so kind, like a child."

Shrug. "You probably mean to say that that was naive. And yeah, maybe, but if that's the case then becoming a Tinker makes you enjoy that state. I don't think there are any Tinkers that don't."

"No, the word I wanted was fair. The world is not fair. Endbringers prove that much."

"Ah. Yeah. That it isn't."

"Do what we can, aye?"

"Yeah. I'm not much help against Endbringers myself."

"Then get creative? Fly above, see things and tell them. Move strong but slow capes, or hurt people."

He nods. "That's what I do. Help evac, relief, et cetera."

"Can you make flying things for others?"