An irritated groan escaped him when he read the message stating there was a hacker and that his contact needed a good forty more minutes or so to get done what he needed to get done. Of all things, why the hell now? He knew he was right to assume things would not go smoothly, and even the fact that he and Shizu were experiencing a bit of peace on their end was almost too good to be true in of itself. This was the last thing he needed and it did irritate him, but it wasnâ€™t like hehad control of the situation. He had to have faith that his contact would get his job done as he always ad whenever he needed him. Though he has only known the man for a few years, he was a reliable source, so surely a pesky hacker would be no trouble getting rid of, right? They would continue business as usual once it was dealt with accordingly otherwise he may have to figure out another plan. With a sigh, he ran a hand through his hair and sent back this message: â€˜I trust that you will do your best to take care of such a nuisance as quickly as possible.â€™<br/><br/>He was about to place his phone in his pocket when Shizu began asking him questions again. Immediately he began to think of ways he could explain just how a cell phone worked. To him it was an easy explanation, but he knew he would have to start from the beginning with her and that might take him some time. Briefly, he wished he knew more about technology than he did, fearing that his lack of knowledge would get in the way of explaining things. Phones required a lot of explanation, and with how phones were today, being a lot like handheld computers than actual communication devices, it was definitely going to push his limits a bit. Narrowing his eyes a bit, he looked at the ground in thought. He thought long and hard as he pieced together the best way to explain everything to her to the best of his ability without leaving anything out.<br/><br/>He waited until she was done speaking before he answered. The questions seemed to be coming at him all at once and he had to take a moment and collect his thoughts. Then he answered in the order she had asked them. Organization was one of his quirks though it doesnâ€™t show often.<br/><br/>â€œThere is nobody trapped inside of the device,â€ he began, holding the phone out to her like he did with his ID card. â€œThere are networks ofâ€¦ signal towers among other things that allow communication between devices.â€ He paused for a moment, deciding that she probably wouldnâ€™t know what a radio was or how they worked with frequencies and such, working within a certain range. The range for cell phones was unlimited for the most part, depending on the phone. Unfortunately you couldnâ€™t stand out in the middle of the desert or be stranded in the middle of the ocean for you would not be anywhere near a signal tower for the phone to work. It was a constant reminder that technology was created by humans; humans were not perfect, though in a sense it was always getting better. Still annoying either way, in his mind. â€œI cannot say for sure exactly how it works; modern society seems to accept conveniences without much question.â€ In the end, it was just best to be honest.<br/><br/>â€œMy identification card is made of some sort of reinforced plastic, I believe. Plastic is a manmade material.â€ Plastic was oh too common these days which always confused him. People were so hell bent on keeping the environment clean and safe, while still producing insane amounts of garbage since the world was too overpopulated, but plastic was used everywhere. Glass and paper were so much easier to recycle than plastic though he knew it made more sense of have a plastic ID than a glass one. Plastic, in all honesty, was a pretty strong material in the end and was therefore reliable as long as you keep it away from fire or other hot surfaces. Heh, maybe in the end glass was just a far more superior material than plastic since it could resist fire to an extent, better than plastic. The thought was amusing. Society was amusingâ€¦<br/><br/>At her final question, he couldnâ€™t help but pause once again. She really wanted to know? Well perhaps he could tell her, as he knew he would have had to sooner or later, but then again the idea would probably seem impossible. Humans were not meant to fly; if they were then they would have wings, and God had not given man wings so therefore they should not fly.  He really didnâ€™t mind flying, honestly, but was worried how Shizu would react to it. It was just rather dull and boring sitting in the plane for hours on end with nothing to do however. Over the years he had to train himself not to go nuts being cooped up in there and just take a nap even if there were often annoying sounds liek crying children or coughing and sneezing. Lord knows he was always grouchy and tired as hell after a long flight, especially when travelling across time zones. Jet lag sucked. Even the thought of it made him feel a bit lethargic and wanting to take a long nap.<br/><br/>The sudden roar overhead seemed to be reading his mind. He stood from the bench and walked a bit closer to Shizu, pointing to the sky, â€œThere. Do you see that flying object in the sky? That is how we are going to be leaving Japan.â€ He knew he would have to actually explain the concept of flight later, possibly, which would be another thing that he would have a hard time explaining since he was not too keep on aviation but he would try his best. A promise was a promise and with her willingness to learn about new things this was going to be a lot easier than he had thought indeed. It felt pretty damn good to be a bit of a teacher, even if he never would have dreamed of being a teacher in a million years. It was also strange because he hated kids, and Shizu, in her own was, was just like a curious two year old wanting to know about everything in the world. It brought another grin to his expression but he kept that to himself.<br/><br/>This would all need to be taken all in stride, small at first, but then eventually the bigger picture would be grasped. That was just how learning in general was; it didnâ€™t matter the age, as new things were discovered each day even for the smartest of people. Howeverâ€¦ there were, of course, some things that were better left unmentioned. Ignorance was bliss after all. He felt that there were quite a few things that Shizu was better off learning about on her own as cruel as that may sound to some people.