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[eternityalone]

[Her hands rest to the edges of the journal, placed in her lap. Seated outside in the center of the city, she's found a lovely spot to rest near the fountain. Every so often a breeze sprays water onto the journal, but a delicate touch wipes the spots away. Her hair is pinned atop her head, helping with the warmer weather, though she still dresses in the slightly formal attire.]

I feel as though I am missing out on so much having come from a time that not many are familiar with.

Which is why I present this question: If you could travel back and teach someone something that was vital for their existence in the present day, what would you show them?

I would like to learn these things. I feel that it would assist me, so that I may not be the girl constantly with her mouth drawn agape when something is revealed to me.

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[squartatore]

[likes that enthusiasm! :|b putting on more of a serious-business face because TEACHING IS A BIG DEAL!!]

They're quite common where I'm from. This here works a little differently compared to the one I had at home, but the basic idea is shared among them all.

[eternityalone]

I see. I have never seen such a device before arriving here. Many of these things are wonderful, but this microwave definitely seems to be far more than I would ever require.

[squartatore]

Well, if you're used to having no need for one... [yeah.

She heads toward the nearby fridge, looking at its contents, and eventually settles on a foil-covered package of stew] Probably doesn't belong to anyone. Let's try with this.

[eternityalone]

[She is used to others preparing her food for her, but she has been learning to manage on her own, once more, since arriving here.]

What is it?

[squartatore]

[inspecting the label...]

Stew. Have you had any bad reactions to milk products before? [did people from that time have any concept of allergies?]

[eternityalone]

I have not. Should I be concerned of milk?

[squartatore]

No, just wanted to make sure. Some people can get ill even from normal milk.

[a dismissive wave!] That isn't a problem we have to worry about, though. Here.

[moves back beside the microwave, and holds the package out at Katherine]

[eternityalone]

[Katerina nods, looking at it.]

Is it fine the way it is? I do not need to do anything more to it?

[squartatore]

Everything's packed and ready. Such foods usually have instructions, too. I reckon a lot of accidents happen because people don't know what can and cannot be heated by microwave.

[eternityalone]

Is there a listing somewhere?

[squartatore]

If there is, I haven't seen it.

[common sense? Seems pretty uncommon, now that she's learned how badly people treat the microwave. Thinking of how to put her thoughts across --]

Heat makes stuff expand. You can imagine what happens with something contained too tightly, such as an egg.

[eternityalone]

Oh, yes, that does seem it would have problems.

[squartatore]

Problems. Yeah.

So! To avoid those problems, always take care with the timer and how high the heat is set.

[eternityalone]

Are you certain this is meant to make things easier?

[squartatore]

At least you don't have to put it all together from scratch. [that counts for something, right...}

[eternityalone]

I suppose this is true, but it seems far more complicated to try and figure out.

[squartatore]

Only because you aren't accustomed to such gadgets. It's not hard once you get the hang of it, I promise.

[eternityalone]

I will take your word for it.