Oh. No, I mean, it's cool. Like, I'm not... great at this stuff. [ She tries to laugh it off. ] Been out of school for awhile now and all that critical thinking's sort of gone out the window.

[ And it's weird to be here in Medieval Fantasy World where she should have a leg up because she knows about flushing toilets, but instead everyone is a master swordsman, or expert blacksmith, or Head of This or That. She just... knows how to read a computer screen and hand people their change, or write down a dinner order, or knows what cleaning chemicals to use on what. And she knows the best way to bash a zombie's brains in. But this stuff? It's like writing an essay for English Composition or something. ]

But um, yeah. That suggestion's free of charge if you wanna use it.

[ She shoots awkward fingerguns at him because that is what she does. Help her. ]