[It was painful to watch, but Silco this was exactly what it felt like for Jinx to teach him new things on technology. She made a show about griping about it of course, loud and showy at how slow he was, but he was assured that once he learned the skill, he would be fine with it. This was what it was to be behind the times, that's all. He still preferred ink and paper, and he would die on that hill.

The message sent... and nothing. Silco was still reaching into his coat to pull out his tablet and pulled up the screen. It lit up with new message on the screen, which he tapped on. He turned the screen to show it to Richard.]

And now you know how send messages. If you speak to people on the open network, it's easier to send them a private message.

[He tucked his tablet away again into his coat, tugging it edges of the fabric back into place.]

If you would prefer to communicate a different method with me, I will oblige.