Fere tries to punch the magic snake in its weirdly reflective face. It turns out this doesn’t work at all but solves the majority of her problems anyway.
Somewhere other than Sesat, a very skinny person appears. She has facial tattoos, what might once have passed for a short dress, and a spectacularly awful haircut.
Expressive shrug which this telepathic connection is too low-bandwidth to contain.
[I like being bossy, I just think people should be allowed to have names if they never did anything but protect their families.]
[I don't think I have ever met anyone who would contradict you on that one. You can be a dom.]
[I'll keep this channel available so you can let me know if you need anything but I'm actually in the hospital right now and will be doing stuff related to that for the next little while, anything you want to cover before I focus on that?]
[That would be among the things you might need, if there's something you want me to relay to them, since Jackson doesn't appear to have picked up telepathy. Probably you can just... hang out? It might be boring but I don't think they can exactly get you a book, you don't know any English. They could start teaching you some maybe.]
[I'll let them know.]
A brief conference between her hosts later Jackson is pointing at things and naming them.
Fere tries to repeat the words Jackson says. She’s awful at it. Dental fricatives are new, and even beyond her actual accent she’s not stunningly quick at distinguishing even familiar sounds in new words. And she doesn’t take notes, just has to remember everything.
Well, then this will be a pretty repetitive lesson, which is fine with Jackson as he has no curriculum other than looking around the room and demonstrating how you low-key bite your tongue to go "th".
And eventually she knows some nouns. Some of them don't relate to concepts she has in the first place, but whatever, maybe someday she'll be able to use the words to ask what the fuck they are.
Seems like time for Jackson to - note the time and flee out the door to work, actually. Brian, who has been assembling sandwiches, gives him a bag containing three of those and a bottle of something and two plastic-wrapped rectangles and a kiss goodbye. Then he offers a plated sandwich to Fere and sits down with one of his own. It's a Fluffernutter.
Fere's opinions about food are that it is food and that's great. She eats the entire thing immediately and then kind of stares vaguely at the plate, not sure where she's supposed to put it.
Brian points at the plate and then at the sink.
There's dish soap - it's one of the things Jackson named for her - but whether she knows what it's for is anybody's guess.
She would have guessed - they have soap available around here, and here's this liquid thingy that isn't obviously something else - but the soap in the bathroom was different so maybe soap is all in bars here. Well, it's not very dirty, plain water should be fine.
Brian sort of frowns at her but does not appear to want to make an issue of it.
Oh no he's frowning. She must be doing something wrong but how is she supposed to figure out what? She just gives him a questioning look.
He shrugs and gets up and puts his plate in the sink and takes hers and puts that in the sink too, then backs away. "Jackson," he says, pointing at the plates.
Smile!
He goes back over to the couch and turns on the TV.
Weird! Cool! Kind of scary because everything is kind of scary because most things are dangerous! Fere stares.
It's a baseball game. There is commentary in English.
It makes absolutely no sense. Eventually she figures out it’s a game. That really doesn’t make it any less weird.
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