[There's several questions he wants to ask, but those must wait until he's back. Ales is gone for half an hour as he runs across the city, grabs his satchel, and runs back again. He's a panting mess when he returns, but he's too excited at the prospect of a working electricity converter to care.]
Any device? I'd think you'd have to start with something specific? [Dragging his things over to the stool.] Like...a computer, maybe?
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Any device? I'd think you'd have to start with something specific? [Dragging his things over to the stool.] Like...a computer, maybe?