Kyeo's head hurts very badly. He doesn't remember how he got that way but he can guess that he's taken a blow to the head. That doesn't explain why he's not on a spaceship any more but he should probably not expect to figure that out right now. He looks confusedly at the non-spaceship around him for a minute before closing his eyes.
"I was trained from pretty early for going into the shipboard military. I'm... not especially bothered by unclean things?"
"I know you weren't an engineer, but if you can remember anything that goes into building spaceships, even just the children's description of the principles they run on, you can make tons of patent money. And if you're on the low end of sensitivity to uncleanness you can make a lot as a janitor or a sanitation worker. Or you could train into something completely different; I can set you up with placement tests for how easy it's likely to be for you to learn any given thing if you don't know."
"I can take tests if that's standard. Would I just tell you now how ships are explained to children?"
"I was told that due to - the shapes gravity makes in the texture of space, which I'm afraid I don't understand any better now than when I was younger - some places are close to places that are otherwise far away, like if you had two shirts and hung them flat and apart from each other but then poked each one -" He mimes bringing his forefingers together with imaginary shirts between. And that scientists can find where those places are and what they are close to, and -" he's getting a little hoarse - "design ships to go between. They have to turn off their artificial gravity."
"That or the economists will figure out how you don't need it!"
They show him a couple prediction market websites; the prices are the same on all of them, of course, but the UIs are different. A lot of the fundamental physics ones have really long maturity times, but "No major updates to the Standard Model in the next year" is trading at two cents. "So you can X-times-50 any money you want to put in!"
"I don't know how long it took scientists to work this out from the amount of information I can provide."
"...clothes first," says Kyeo, mostly because they will be lighter than the other two. He brushes at a scuff mark on his uniform a little self-consciously.
"No, but they can get a bit bulky, and eight sets will add up, and I can carry a lot but you're probably still tired from having been injured. We can decide when we have all the information, though; all we need is a plan-for-generating-plans*."
*This is a much shorter and less awkward compound word in Convergentlanguage.
"Oh, right, foreign calendar. Most people's schedules are such that every seven days is a good frequency at which to do laundry, so that's about what apartment-complex laundry machines are sized for. And then some people want extra sets that they only wear on formal occasions or for doing sports or similar. And of course laundry machines aren't that precision-requiring; you could do a load of approximately anywhere from six to ten sets without problems."
"...I suppose that makes sense." There was a school laundry, and then a unit laundry, but if people are doing their own - because they'd have to pay to get someone else to? - then maybe they all rotate between a bunch of clothes and the lot of them take longer to wear out for it.