07.10: Ayala and Dead Girl

Val was contemplative for a moment. "Hmm, good word hostelry, sadly fallen into disuse, I kind of like it." She considered her own fingers for a moment. The only time she had had problems with touching her phone had been several years back when she had had overly long artificial nails fitted.
"I reckon we can have stylus versions made up for you if you find out thar you need them," Val said. Most of their technology here was bog standard stuff but some of what was available would have made the eyes of a boffin at Stark boggle.
She wondered why the young woman didn't want toiletries, she clearly needed them after living rough, her skin was smudged with dirt, clothes were dirty and basic hygiene dictated otherwise. Most dust was dead human skin cells after all. And the visit to Moira had clearly shown the girl could regenerate which meant there would be waste material.