"How long have you been doing this?"

Reve temporarily removes one of her hands to make a complicated gesture and then the time and date pops up in front of them as a hologram??

 "Two years and two days," she chirps, flicking the hologram away.

Woah. "What's that?"

And, huh, she must have awakened early too. Could she be like this in two years?

Reve, walking endorsement that she is, has a manual gesture shortcut to pull up the infoblurb she's got on commscreens! She does so as she starts to explain. "This is a commscreen! There's a tiny chip in my finger that reads my gestures and projects this hologram, and it's connected with an extremely cool piece of dungeon tech that basically functions as a networking computer at very long range; the one mine is connected to lives in White Star's headquarters, and it's connected to my phone via the internet. It's basically a sci-fi personal computer, I only got it a few months ago and the base software is in Japanese so I haven't done much customization but it's fantastic for helping me keep track of everything I want to, it's so much more convenient than a smartwatch or phone,"

oops maybe that was a bit much.

Reve pauses to breathe and also gauge interest before continuing.

Well, Foreshadow looks curious. "I suppose it would be much harder to break than a phone," for example because you fell of a boulder, "and the holograms are cool, but -- more convenient than that?"

Oh yay! "So for me the big things are that the input is gesture-intent-based (like, literally? It's magically reading what I intend to do when I try and move my fingertip, I can trigger it even if the relevant hand is trapped under someon - something), and the holograms, yeah, which are really configurable - or will be when I spend more time working on the interface, all the base stuff is Japanese with options to for Korean or Mandarin but machine translation is actually really good if you can give it three inputs to work with," she pauses to breathe again.

She nods thoughtfully. "Most of the things I hear about from dungeons are plants." She definitely knows there are other things but Cal and her dad are the main ones who talk about it (okay, technically Argent does too, but it's usually about bacteria she wishes she could get a look at). "Which -- some of them are pretty cool, but not like that."

Oh, xenobotany... "Huh! I don't know much about dungeon plants, specifically, but - have you seen footage of the zoo in Toronto?"

"Some photos, yeah." Argent had thought it was very scientifically interesting.

(...this might also have been the origin of Cal's note that she should ask potential agencies about their policies about ex-dungeon monsters. She's not actually sure.)

"I don't do dungeons that far from home very often, but I've been to Toronto for work once or twice, and I did get a chance to check out the zoo last year, and it was great. Highly recommend a visit sometime, if you're into that kinds of stuff!" Reve is maybe bouncing a bit again.

Awww. "It's really cool, that -- some of them can just survive like that, without their dungeon. And even be friendly, sometimes."

Nodnodnod. "And some of them can even talk! It's - insanely frustrating to think about too much, really, if dungeons weren't constantly kidnapping and killing people we could live in such a beautiful world, but - they sure are constantly doing those things, and people try talking to them all the time, and it never works..." She sighs. "The esper who started the zoo has a really good blog, he's talked about it a bit."

"...yeah."

Handsqueeze.

Squeeze. "You can see the edges of it, with dungeon tech and plants. And ex-monsters." The world they could have had, if dungeons weren't terrible.

(If they were places you could explore, rather than torture factories.)

She nods fervently. "Sometimes I dream about learning someone's awakened with a power that lets us talk to them and make them listen, but..." she shrugs, a bit embarrassed.

Do you think they would?

Even if they listened, they've already hurt so many people...

"It's a nice dream."

She nods. "...yeah."

(siiigh.)

Squeeze?

Squeeze!

(...Reve kinda wants to hug Foreshadow, but that is almost certainly not appropriate, she seems shy. She will get lots of hugs when she goes home!)

...she does not seem to be coming up with another question she wants to ask right now.

Reve also fails to generate a conversational topic. Ah, well! They had a nice talk, and Foreshadow has her contact info.

"I am going to go grab some more food and then I should prooobably meet other newcomers. Catch you later?"

"Hopefully! It was really nice meeting you."

"Likewise!" Reve bounces a bit, and lets go of Foreshadow's hand only slightly reluctantly, because she is An Adult.