…Huh.
Well, it’s not the platinum, that doesn’t tarnish in air.
“That’s interesting,” Merrin says. “The primarily metal component is {cerium}, or {element 58} by our categorization. This planet has a lot of it, actually?" Via the same process that resulted in higher concentrations of uranium, which was a lot more relevant to her life before now. "I mean, not conveniently in pure metallic form, but some of the tidal plants have a high concentration of cerium oxide, I figured for {ultraviolet} protection. There's also a bunch of {monazite}," Merrin may have been BORED and pointed her X-ray spectrometer at random rocks about it more than was strictly necessary, "but there are extra steps starting from that, I think you want to process it to {cerium oxide} anyway and go from there? But if we're starting from the {oxide} it's...hmm... do I have... okay, yeah, I'd need to go look at some reference material but I think I could figure out refining the pure metal with what I have already. Not at {industrial scale} and it'd be labor-intensive," and she would proooobably destroy a bunch of her equipment for any other use if she had to adapt it for improvised molten salt electrolysis, it would definitely be PREFERABLE if they still had the [Greater Make Whole] spell available afterward, and of course mucking around with concentrated hydrochloric acid and stuff on your own on another planet is not a great idea without magic healing, "but at least it's not as annoying a project as building a {computer} from scratch."
Shrug. "...I don't know if that actually helps us? It sounded like you would need someone instructing you on what to do with it. But I probably could, if it were a step in another plan."
(Merrin is verbally putting in uncertainty-qualifiers - less precisely than she would if she were mostly speaking Baseline, but Merrin's brain is tired and she is maybe very slightly appreciating a language that is less cognitive effort to generate sentences in, even if she feels like she SHOULD find it obnoxious. Anyway, her tone is a lot less uncertain than it would be if smarter Merrin had not been so weirdly confident that whatever the solution to her problems turned out to be, she would be able to figure it out.)