[Devero returns the gesture, fingers to fingers and a quick bob, before waving Jingyi over.]
Whole thing, yup. [He paps the top of the printer, which makes the box, set on top, rattle.
The printer itself is, of course, much higher tech than its simpler paper counterpart. There's a big, glowing screen on one end, and a big open compartment that's ccurrently empty, and enclosed with clear glass (or, more probably, some durable alien analogue).
Dev touches the bottom edge of the screen with his fingertips, angling it up and out from the main body of the machine.] It's made out of whatever you feed into it for raw materials. Anything like glass, metal, plastic-- oh! It does have to be inorganic stuff. You can't fill the bin with, like, leaves or anything like that.
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Whole thing, yup. [He paps the top of the printer, which makes the box, set on top, rattle.
The printer itself is, of course, much higher tech than its simpler paper counterpart. There's a big, glowing screen on one end, and a big open compartment that's ccurrently empty, and enclosed with clear glass (or, more probably, some durable alien analogue).
Dev touches the bottom edge of the screen with his fingertips, angling it up and out from the main body of the machine.] It's made out of whatever you feed into it for raw materials. Anything like glass, metal, plastic-- oh! It does have to be inorganic stuff. You can't fill the bin with, like, leaves or anything like that.