@queen-yggdrasil [continued from here]
Yggdrasil took a few steps back from the stranger and shook her head. That was by no means the correct answer to the question. While yes it would put the fire out, but it could also cause her, or those around her serious harm. It was an electrical appliance after all. Not knowing why the other had responded in a matter, she immediately when to the worst case scenario. That or she was a complete airhead, who had no idea how to tackle such a situation.
‘Well this was a waste of time.’ She thought to herself before turning around.
“I would consider not giving someone the wrong information in the future. Had I really not known and used water I could have gotten really hurt. To answer your question, because I heard you were intelligent. It would seem that was a lie.” The young female said before walking away from Illya and her porcelain doll started to hover over her head.
“Come on Jessamine, let’s get ice cream.”
Illya raised her eyebrows. At first she had felt a flicker of indignation, but once she reflected over the stranger’s words, she understood--naturally, she was being lied to. She didn’t mean about the burning toaster portion, she could care less about the technology, but the part she was certain was a lie was about the stranger being told that she herself was intelligent.
That she was intelligent was not the lie, but rather that the stranger had been told so. She couldn’t think of anyone who knew her would even consider mentioning her in passing to such a stranger. Her maids were usually to be found in the castle, and they’d never betray her; good luck asking her grandfather about her when he never left the old castle in Germany. Rin was a typical magus, suspicious of everything, and though Shirou could be a bit idiotic, she couldn’t see him mentioning her offhandedly either.
The white-haired homunculus scoffed. “Well, you’re absolutely right that you’re lying, because I don’t believe any of my acquaintances would talk about me to you.” Even Shirou, who was a half-baked liar at best, could at least keep some secrets. She felt she could trust in him that much.
“Besides,” she gestured offhandedly, “what’s really idiotic is that you’re using only one parameter for intelligence, that of knowing about modern technology. You do know that there are some people who didn’t grow up with much technology at all, don’t you? I’ve never even touched a toaster in my life.” She’d seen the one in Shirou’s house, certainly, but she’d never bothered with it. He was the one who wanted to make the food, after all, and she’d tried briefly to cook with pots and pans, except everything she made tended to turn out burnt.
After all, Rin was apparently an honors student, which meant that she achieved good grades in school, as far as Illya understood it, and that carried the connotations of being smart. And the Tohsaka heir was almost worse at understanding technology than she herself was; but certainly, Illya could accept that Rin was intelligent despite her lacking understanding of modern technology.
And while she herself had never had a formal education--she’d never received a “grade” for anything--she had still learned quite a lot, given how short her life was going to be. She knew magecraft well, she understood history and math, she could read and write decently, she spoke two languages fluently, and if she’d bothered to put her mind to it, she could probably pick up a third language, except that she didn’t have enough time left to really make good use of it.
