Anakin was fairly certain there was something the woman, whom he’d yet to connect to the woman he’d spoken to about dragons on the network, wasn’t telling him. This was an all too familiar sensation for him, in this world and back home. Adults could be like that, often. But this was to his advantage; he was well practiced in dealing with these kinds of situations. With a set expression on his face he accepted that he wouldn’t get any more details for now.
He nodded.
“Most people here haven’t,” he said. “The people that show up here seem to come from places where they haven’t discovered how to manipulate artificial gravity.” Anakin found that a bit odd. The technology was older than his mind could fathom for long periods of time, it was a steadfast feature of his home, even in the most backwater parts of the galaxy like Tatooine, to show up in a place that only had the most basic of ideas about the technology was almost incomprehensible.
He was feeling more comfortable around the woman now and because such he brought the control back up in front of him. He pressed the right button and the robot came back to life.
“But it’s not hard,” he pressed another button and something underneath the robot started to glow blue-white light. “If you know what you’re doing.”