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“People don’t use electricity like you do.”
>Kat gnawed on a knuckle, but focused on what you said.”
“It’s, uh…”
>She seemed fixated on people coming here to get electricity.
>Like they were rechargeable batteries, good for a week.
“They can’t use electricity like you can.”
“It turns lights on, and heats up food, and, uh… keeps them comfy.”
>”It does make me comfy.” Kat agreed.
“But it comes through the buildings. Through houses.”
>”You sure?” She asked, incredulously.
>”They’ve got volts in ‘em.”
“What?” You asked, now finding yourself on the ‘student’ end.
>”Humans got a charge.”
>”Not much, but they use it.” Zeraora stated, stepping closer.
>She looked you up and down.
>Her sapphire eyes, coursing with power behind the glowing iris, brightened and dimmed.
>”Yeah, see, you got some too!”
“No.”
>”Yes.” Zoroark corrected you without missing a beat.
>”E’rryone does”
>”Maybe that’s why yer so skinny!” She added, lightly dragging her static claws up an arm.
>She was thinner than you…
“No, I don’t get it.” You repeated.
>You didn’t see it.
>You saw things too.
>Beautiful things nobody else had the gift to witness.
>On that, you empathized.
>Special sight would skew anyone’s thoughts.
“Kat, people need machines to do what you can do. You know that, right?”
>”Oh, yeahyeahyeah!”
>The zeraora nodded violently.
>Far different from faking knowledge earlier.
“Cars. They can’t run like we can.” You began with an example.
>”They got no claws.” She added, wiggling her own.
“Right, yeah. They need tools instead.”
>Unwilling to explain just how effective some of those tools were, you moved to your point.
“And that’s how they use electricity.”
>In a stroke of perfect timing, the men below pulled toolboxes from their truck.
“They need tools to make light and warmth.”
>”Mmm…”