I don't know, [ Tidus says warily, but mostly stumped. Sucking off from his thumb a piece of sauce that caught it. ] Now you're getting too technological for me. I never played any attention.

[ It was there, it functioned, and that was Tidus's relationship with that level of technology. There's bits and pieces left on his plate, but he otherwise takes a hold of his tray with a 'I'm done!' and stands up. ]

You want anything else out of the kitchen?

[ A small pause from the subject of their conversation, but it can easily be picked back up. ]