"We kinda got that."

"I'm still Jewish," Edie says sedately. "I don't care if religion turns out to be completely irrelevant, I'm still Jewish."

"This surprises absolutely no one," Jean comments.

"What is?" wonders Pen.

"Jewish is what you call a member of the religion Judaism. Judaism is one of a set of three religions, called the Abrahamic religions, that your world's aesthetic seems to have been based off of."

"Judaism's the oldest one, Christianity's in the middle, and Islam is the most recent."

"Oh. My world only having one religion. Edori do sort of differently, pronounce Yovah instead of Jovah, but mostly same. And Jovah actually a spaceship."

"More like the starship Golden Calf," Edie mutters.

"She's probably not going to understand that reference, you know."

Pen indeed does not understand that reference.

"The Golden Calf is a figure from Abrahamic mythology. Way back when, when Judaism wasn't even an organised thing, there were just these people wandering around in a desert who would one day found Israel and Judea, the people said, "We're wandering around in a desert because God told us to! This sucks!" and they went off to one of their religious leaders and said, "Make us a new god who won't tell us to wander around in a desert!" And then, presumably because the populace was threatening him, he told everyone to give him their gold jewelry, and he melted it down and made a statue of a calf, and the people started worshiping that. And then the religious leader's brother who outranked him came down from the mountain where he had been talking to God and completely flipped his lid. And ever since then the Golden Calf has become the iconic false god. Edie's referring to your spaceship that way because presumably the people who came to your planet and gave up their technology and stuff knew that their spaceship wasn't really God, but they told their descendents to worship it anyway."

"Well, it not make anybody wander deserts," Pen says. "Put rain where asking."

"He wasn't making them wander through a desert for the heck of it. Before then, they had been enslaved in a country called Egypt. The desert just happened to be between where they were coming from and where they were going to. And he did make sure they had enough to eat and drink and so on. Or so the story goes, anyway"

Pen shrugs and applies herself to dinner.

After dinner, does she want to go back to the library, or does she want to see the clothes Edie altered for her?

She wants to see the clothes! And then go flying.

Pen is slightly dubious about the frills, but too polite to say anything about them. "Thank you."

If Pen doesn't like the frills, Edie won't be offended. But Pen hasn't actually said anything about them, and Edie isn't reading her mind. "You're welcome. Is there anything else I can help with, or will you two be off to take advantage of the fact that since it's summer it's not too dark to fly yet?"

"I want to fly."

"Alright then, have fun."

"Back to the library, then," Emily says after Edie's left.

"Because go out window?" Pen inquires.

"Yep. Closer than the roof, and big enough to jump out of without awkward wrangling."