'Book' in this instance means e-book, paper being so uncommon.  Araeneve has to tell Verity to step a few meters from the stove for a minute, but they manage to retrieve one of the bulkier tablets from the other side of the room.  Daemons often have sharper and less-dexterous limbs than humans, but the screen is designed for them and it also has voice recognition.  They search out a popular name site before carrying the machine over and setting it on the floor.

As daemons start off as un-Settled ditto and don't even have consistent gender until settling, the names have no associations with form.  Many are designed with dictionaries of aesthetically pleasing words and common prefixes or suffixes to make them more name-like.  Four syllables seems to be about what people consider correct, here.  

...Ooh. The aron is going to be absorbed in that for a while then!

At some point breakfast is cooked and transferred to plates.  Verity debates whether she should bring it to the table or the floor... and eventually just decides to call that food is ready.  

The aron rouses itself enough to nudge Ira.

-Oh, yeah, food is a thing she should do, isn't it. She'll go to collect food from Verity.

It is a similarly decent and foreign-spiced dish, this one with rice and yams as the main ingredients.  

Verity is mostly content to eat in silence.  "I might go out early, for purifying the water, unless Azure calls soon.  Make up for what I skipped yesterday."

"Seems like a good plan," Ira says between rapid mouthfuls, but in the tone of someone who isn't entirely sure why they're being told this.

Verity is pretty sure she's heard people tell each other their day's plans like this over breakfast before.  Perhaps it's a cultural difference, or perhaps she's doing it wrong.  Either way, she doesn't have a follow-up.  If Ira doesn't offer anything similar, she won't pry (she suspects it will be reading and maybe talking with her daemon.)

Ira pauses, realises maybe she should give a response. "Uh. Probably gonna just...read some. I've got most of a blueprint and I should. Probably try to learn some of the history of this place?"

"Couldn't hurt.  I know more than most people about the dead world, and some modern law stuff, but only ever skimmed the things in the middle."

"Prob'ly gonna stick out no matter what I do, but I can at least try to stick out less."

"Makes sense," she nods.  She's not sure how to help with that.  Of their little four-person conspiracy, Azure probably knew the most about social behavior, but he used it to stand out.

"Option two is become a recluse and never interact with anyone ever, which is, to be honest, tempting."

"It's certainly what I would do, if I had the choice.  And not even just in your position, either."

"...Yeah, I can understand the impulse."

She nods, though can't think of anything else to say and lapses into silence.  

A while later, meal finished, she determines that it's late enough to leave.

Ira does not seem particularly bothered by the silence, and when the meal is done, sits next to her daemon, looking at names for now as well. She starts paying more attention when Verity and Araneve look like they're going to be leaving.

She's not sure what the normal thing to do when leaving a guest in your house is, even if it was the same between cultures.  Ira seems like a reasonable person who will stay put and won't burn down her apartment or let in random strangers.  She keeps her room locked, though from her practiced and automatic method of it, it is something she's been doing for years guest or no guest.  

"Need anything for tomorrow that I might be able to buy?"  she asks as Araeneve reluctantly slips on her phone headset.  Araeneve in particular looks like they want to stay home.  Unfortunately, dropping the water purification for another night after going home early yesterday would be the sort of thing that would get people poking around and asking after her.  So, best to be business-as-usual.  

Ira thinks for a moment. "Think I'm good," she decides. "Doubt you can get away with buying the supplies I need to build..."

"Yeah, that sounds like something Alizara would be better for."  

She will leave, then, getting on Araeneve's back as soon as she's out of the door.  They run down the central canal of each Hall, purifying the water with each step.  

Ira and the aron can spend the time looking at names, and coming to a decision - they both like Ishetu. So, that seems to be the way to go.

Ira pokes her plans some more once they've agreed on that, talking them through with Ishetu, while waiting for Verity and Araeneve to return.

It is an uneventful night of racing around for Verity-and-Araeneve.  

Hall to Hall, then up to the farms, and over other water reservoirs and swimming pools they run.  At the speed Araeneve can go when not trying to dodge traffic, they can cover the entire fleet in a day's work.  They cross from ship to ship via teleporters.  With each step, the ripples radiating out produce an aura of purity which returns each body of water to what it should be - fresh water in the canals and farms and drinking water reservoirs.  Salt in some of the swimming areas.  Algae levels, PH, oxygen content, all set back to ideal.  

After a while or nothing happen, Ira settles down to take a nap - in the main room, for ease of knowing if someone was going to come in, be it Verity and Araeneve, or a stranger.

They return about eight hours after they left.  All of the running and use of Abilities has tired them out, though not to complete exhaustion; this is a normal day for them.  Verity pauses for just long enough to see how Ira's doing, then picks some clothes at random and jumps into the shower.  

Awake, and not obviously having just been napping, kind of bored, but not critically so (yet). She's not going to stop Verity from getting her shower with conversation though.