Lyra was totally about to come up with a dazzlingly intelligent question about how text making out works or what ASCII means, but then: Banette in her stuff.

It took her a second to figure out that Mili wasn't just suddenly struck by an urge to yank out a bicycle or something. She went over and knelt by Mili, pointing over to the berry pots crowding the window sill. "Oh! You're here for berries, aren't you? Um... if you want some, the Figy plant's the farthest one on the right."