“What’s the relay? I’m guessing it’s not like a phone.” Keith was not going to let it drop. He wanted his suspicions confirmed.
“Keith, I don’t want to explain right now and I do not want Dad to know.” Chel turned away from him and folded her arms, hoping he would get the point to not pursue this conversation.
“Is it bad?” Keith asked seriously, all manner of scenarios involving alien technologies and how they might apply to communication.
“Only when you’re enjoying dinner or doing something fun and someone wants to talk.” Zaile offered up, unaware that his statement just answered all of Keith’s questions.