"Oh, sure you can," Kate told Edwin. "Like I said, the wool gets super thick, and they don't make knitting needles past a certain size without needing to get creative, so people basically do it as if their arms are the needles. Same stitch and all. Though I saw one woman who custom-made a pair of giant knitting needles out of PVC, which I thought was a great idea. You've got the needle size you need and you don't have to worry about being literally elbow deep in yarn if you have to go somewhere." She grinned as he sat up. "You are, but I don't mind." In the wrong mood, she might, but she'd have said something if she had.
She smiled at Oliver as he rejoined them. "We're talking about blankets," she informed him. "Which are soft and warm, and definitely not weird. But to answer your question, I don't know. I didn't notice anything off last night, but I also haven't left this room yet this morning. And we have no network at the moment."