Clavia wasn't following any of this, and had actually half-tuned it out, talking with Reede and Pruce about some of the logistics of rearranging the town that they'd have to bring up in a town meeting soon, but she was paying enough attention still to know that she was being spoke to.
"Hm? Oh, I do, yes." She frowned, looking at Tokk and the queen, then back at Purah. "But what do you mean an image from the Slate to a canvas?"