[Lif doesn't really mind the memories; honestly, if he had more of an ability to express anything, he'd probably be smiling at the thought.]

It certainly sounds like it. I can scarcely imagine how many years it must have taken to invent technology at such a level.

[But--it looks like we're in the dining room! Lif will politely step aside so Ema can get her food first--ladies first, after all.]