[If he's being honest, part of the reason he'd swapped over to the (futile) task of repairs had simply been how mind-numbing the sorting was starting to get– but he doesn't bother mentioning it. For all he knows, her kind doesn't even have a concept of boredom.]

Hard to argue with that logic. But kind of makes you wonder why the people who do have those skills aren't the ones in my position.

[He hadn't quite been hit with the "this is all just a dream" feeling that he's sure others have had by now– but the more he starts to think about the situation, the more ridiculous it starts to seem. So naturally, he's been trying not to mull it over too much.

Adam watches the items carry themselves through the air for a moment before turning his attention back to Fi herself, an inquiring tilt to his head.] You mentioned your assigned duty, before. What is it you do here?