Maybe he could help that new guy. It's nice to help people.

He blushes and skims past the group recharge. "I wonder if I can make nylon, do you have nylon? Or kevlar." He says upon seeing the rope class. "So is that like, a survival and fieldcraft thing?" He points.

"We don't have nylon or kevlar. Ah, yes and no. It teaches basic knots like figure eights and bowlines, and how to tie things onto other things, and it includes rules for how to tie people up safely and demonstrations of knots and bindings for that purpose. It's really both."

"Ah... Ah. Tying people up... For that reason. Um... Nylon's good for comfy clothes, and kevlar for armor. Both can make strong rope too, but I think they might stretch a lot? It might not be much easier than insulin though. Kind of a lot of stuff my world has invented is actually extremely complicated and dependent on other things that I don't even know."

"Better to have the opportunity than not though, hm? I'm sure you'll find something that works."

Nodnod.

Muse ma- No.

...What's ateki club? What kind of things are listed in job leads?

Ateki is the chess-like game he saw earlier. 

The job leads include: heatstone installs, light installs, an opening for a rel'he trio to provide artificial wind for a ship, tutoring in the "sacred language" for learners who want more of a connection to history, tutoring in the "magic language" for learners interested in becoming "mages". Internal positions like working the front desk and dedicating your core draws to keing the plumbing for everyone. (Apparently Clematis wants a holiday.)

"I guess I could learn ateki. But I want to poke the sledge some more, honestly. Are there, like, offices? Study cubicles?"

"Generally we use the rooms for that, we're not made of money."

"I guess."

Something seems weird about that to him, but he shrugs.

-He blushes suddenly.

"Oh. I should. Wash your blanket."

"Yeah, probably a good idea. Give it to Clematis and she'll deal with it."

"...Embarrassment is not something I can just ignore. Even if it doesn't actually help."

"I could give it to Clematis for you? Just leave it on the bed?"

"I folded it up and put it on the floor.

I don't think picking up one of the jobs in the user collective is the best use of my time, but I'd feel awkward about just - asking for money. I want to go figure out more clothes without spending three core draw on it. So I'm doing it indirectly, I guess. Maybe if I frame it as 'selling' some tech or ideas from my world."

"Take a slot in the maintenance rotation while you're figuring that out. Simple work, basically guaranteed, will earn you some coin and give us a break from continually renewing the same damn enchantments."

"Yeah, sure. Makes sense. I'll... Have to refresh my core draw more. Does it make sense to say I'm both looking forward to it and not?"

He opens up the maintenance checklist thread.

"Yeah, that's fair. Still getting used to it." 

The maintenance checklist says that the lights in the park need doing within the next few days and also there's a civilian kitchen with heatstones due for a refresh. Here are the standard incantations for the park lights, stove heatstones, and oven heatstone. If this is your first time get your work checked by another rel'he. 

"Okay, I kind of want to do this now," he points at the two checklist items, "But it says to get my work checked. That's to avoid people fumbling the pronunciation or whatever?"

"Yeah, you can get magnitudes of things wrong if you drop an ish, stuff like that. But your Hymnos is perfect, so as long as you scrupulously read what's there and only what's there you should be fine."

"Better actually understand the code, still, just in case..."

Regardless, he looks for a place to post 'I'll do this' about the kitchen.

He thinks. Is there an escape character? To practice pronunciation without actually casting.

Hannah nods. "Best practices for sure."

There is in fact an escape character - zt prefacing any song, renders it unprocessed. It's used in historical Hymnos plays and so on.

"I'm not boring you, am I?"

He reads thoroughly.

"Zt-" And then the rest of the oven enchantment spills over his lips almost effortlessly.

"Nah, I've got nothing better to do than watch the new shaldea and world protector struggle with basic life skills." 

She looks down at her hands. "Sorry, that came out more snappish than I intended. I'm not good at patience."

"I mean, it's fair. I'd be annoyed if I had to babysit someone who didn't know how computers or cars or cell phones or debit cards or anything worked."

"You're still my responsibility, and that means something. Even if I have to restrain myself from grabbing you by the collar and kissing you sometimes."

"Wha- I wasn't aware of that!" Blush. "What?"