for ranpo of all people to be in the company of such a strange kid⊠he feels like todayâs his lucky day, of course!! to think he would be given something so strange and unexplainable â it gives him the best thing to occupy his time with! ranpo canât help but smile in amusement, resting his hands on his hips. so wherever he was from didnât follow the same standards of electricity, huh? sounds troublesome and prone to a totalitarian society, if you ask him.
  oh well, thatâs not his problem.
  â yep, humans built all of this! stupid as they are, the process of trial and error can do wonders, ace-kun. what we have can be independently created, if we really needed to. electricity just relies on magnets, copper, and motion. originally, some american learned of it through a kite with metal string and a copper key. that was approximately 250 years ago, though, so people have developed and found easier ways to create electricity and manipulate it. â
  â well, in this day and age, that isnât the most amazing thing, though. there are people like me and my coworkers! weâre much more amazing than technology, i think! you have no way to explain or recreate us. â
  blue eyes sit wide with interest, so wide, so curious ! heâs never heard such tales, never thought such feats possible without the help of the crystal to make them possible. oh, he stands in wonder, that feeble child, like a fledgling bird with a watchful eye.
  â... American?â he chirps in repetition, head falling to a side, as if the concept of one was totally foreign to him (and it was, to no oneâs surprise). not important enough, the child decides, shaking his head and mulling the words spoken over again and again. people could create electricity, he said; people could wield magic without the crystal, just like he could. out of sight, out of mind, his gaze turns to his own hand, the very little bit of a golden spark flickering between his thumb and forefinger with a faint bzzt âfore it was goneââwas it like that? or were they like the milites instead?
  âYouâre human, though. Of course, you canât be replicated.â thereâs no ill intent in those words, spoken softly despite their blunt edge. âPeople say that sort of thing about my classmates and I, too, thoughââthat weâre more special than any machine, and so weâre needed. But... I donât think weâre any better than anyone else, really... In the end, we still need everybody, donât we?â