Cam catches a summons while he's in the middle of Atriama. He's seen it before, it's fine.
"Hello the camp, I'm here to give you a computer."
It transpires that several cats here have already learned2 the word 'computer' and have been discussing what they think those are like from their impressions! Kittens are disproportionately represented. Will it be like a Gathering all the time? Does it move? These two think it doesn't move, how can it have games if it doesn't move.
He will show them the games. Here is one intended for toddlers where a butterfly flutters around the screen and you get points for bapping it.
Bap! Bapbap bapbapbapbap!! (Graystripe is positively glowing.)
"I won," she informs Cam seriously.
"The camp sometimes floods," an adult cat comments. "Will this be safe when that happens?"
"If you close the casing." He demonstrates.
She opens and closes the case a few times, making sure that she's reliably capable of it. "Have you any other business with RiverClan?"
"Nothing else in particular, nah."
"I'll escort you out again, then."
As with last time she's not a very talkative walking partner.
That's fine by him.
Once he's out of clan territory he'll take off and collect his motorcycle and drive back to the campground.
Cam can see from pretty far away that there's someone unfamiliar engaged in conversation with a Felicity.
...hm. Well, better see what that's about.
The two of them stop talking and turn to watch as he pulls in.
He parks and dismounts. "Hello there."
"Hello. Is this your flying machine which is parked on my campground?"
"Yes, is it bothering you?"
"It's interesting me and will probably be bothering me if it attracts much attention from the sort of people who care an awful lot about flying machines that look nothing like any of the ones I've ever seen before."
"That is entirely reasonable. Felicity, how is real estate shopping going?"
"I've found a few promising listings but so far everywhere I would need to reach out to in order for progress to happen is closed for the weekend."
"So hopefully nobody finds the shuttle terribly interesting over the weekend but if they do I can send it up into the sky to get it out of your hair," he tells the campground owner.
"Thank you. Are you also going to do that if I have questions."
"You can ask questions."
"What's your birthday, you a winter solstice? - I let odd people stay here same as anyone else as long as they aren't, y'know, being odd. Destructively."