[Mira's not really a technophobe. She just believes technology has animist spirits inside that will become offended and stop working if not properly propitiated. Because she's the only person in the city who thinks that, no one's left her any instructions on the appropriate rituals for her smartphone or her desktop...meaning she refuses to touch them and hasn't checked a single message since she got here.
The upshot being she's in the kitchen not to chat with Hank about the bombing, but to get herself a snack. She digs a fruit cocktail cup out of a cabinet and a fork out of a drawer and sits down at the table opposite him.]
Hello.
[Yes, he's reading, but it would be quite rude not to acknowledge him.]
ac...tion?
The upshot being she's in the kitchen not to chat with Hank about the bombing, but to get herself a snack. She digs a fruit cocktail cup out of a cabinet and a fork out of a drawer and sits down at the table opposite him.]
Hello.
[Yes, he's reading, but it would be quite rude not to acknowledge him.]