Water—? [It’s her turn to look at him, confused, making the opposite assumption. Then,] Oh, your ships go on the water!

[Quaint. When you grow up in a society that could zip across the universe in only a few ticks, certain modes of transportation became obsolete. More for pleasure than for utility. Elaborating,] It was much closer to the Natha’s ship.

[Then, a small smile,] But that’s an idea… you could have used it as a shelter, [Holds a hand up above her head, simulating the use of the sword as an umbrella. It’s large enough.] If the circuits are water-safe, that is.

[Hopefully, considering what’s going on outside.]