The sky might have fallen down - or he's grown an extra head for the way she looks at him. He might have said Shiva destroyed them too, while he was at it, it seems as mythic.
He turns the thing he was - typing? She thinks? Since a typewriter only the once, and so recently too. This is nothing like that, it is full of light. A wonder enough for it as her hair fell forward over her face in her inspection. Not reading, not yet, more just looking at what he was holding. She couldn't find a cause for it. Any electricity as she knows it comes from huge generators, done to show an impressive trick, but nothing so mundanely used. Blinking at its brightness she leans forward and then frowns at it a little more. Her spoken English was fine but - written took her longer. Mouthing through the words, the dates, slowly but carefully. At least the numbers were the same, can make those out quickly.
The 1940s? She looks up at him. "But that's years from now."
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He turns the thing he was - typing? She thinks? Since a typewriter only the once, and so recently too. This is nothing like that, it is full of light. A wonder enough for it as her hair fell forward over her face in her inspection. Not reading, not yet, more just looking at what he was holding. She couldn't find a cause for it. Any electricity as she knows it comes from huge generators, done to show an impressive trick, but nothing so mundanely used. Blinking at its brightness she leans forward and then frowns at it a little more. Her spoken English was fine but - written took her longer. Mouthing through the words, the dates, slowly but carefully. At least the numbers were the same, can make those out quickly.
The 1940s? She looks up at him. "But that's years from now."