Ash huffed and looked away. He’d felt like he knew everything before, and every passing day in the real world revealed bigger and bigger holes in his knowledge. Ask him anything about the best ways to hunt, dress and cook a rabbit and he’d be covered. But bring out a computer and he was clueless. And dick jokes, apparently.
But asking for help was so hard. He wanted to! So much! But it’d make him look like an idiot, and Matthew had already laughed once. “I’m not stupid,” he muttered, hunching his shoulders. “I do know some things.”