Ancient Egyptian. Really now, Daniel. Out of all the many interesting and practical things you could fill your brain with, why ancient Egyptian? Why not name all the rare kinds of spiders or teach yourself to play the kazoo instead? It's not that Howard can't see a situation where knowing ancient Egyptian might be useful, but it seems an impractical use of braincells. Then again, he's not an archaeologist. Maybe they give out prizes for that sort of thing.
"Makes sense. We're not near the ocean, so if they got to use normal amounts of water they probably had to spend a lot of time just gathering it, or there must've been crazy rain." Either of which would make sense for it being an important fixture in their lives. "I wanna say it makes more sense that there was rain, because from my experience, if you're dehydrating to death the last thing on your mind is 'let me use these water reserves to make a freaky puzzle door'. But I'm not an expert on this. Obviously."
Howard actually jumps back when the door changes color. He pulls his flashlight back out and shines it on it - the door has an almost lavender undertone to the smokey black sheen in the harsher light. His face animates, halfway between delight at the success and wariness at this unexpected change. He crouches back over at the drain, watching the water flowing in. "That's awesome! What kind of material you think that door is, so it changes like that? You ever seen anything like that?"
For all he knows, Daniel goes out and opens jigsaw doors like this all the time. Not a lifestyle Howard would be interested in, but maybe Daniel has a better idea what they should expect next.
He makes a switch-flicking gesture with one hand. "Try to get water in the one with the single spiral, maybe? Unless you got a better idea."
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"Makes sense. We're not near the ocean, so if they got to use normal amounts of water they probably had to spend a lot of time just gathering it, or there must've been crazy rain." Either of which would make sense for it being an important fixture in their lives. "I wanna say it makes more sense that there was rain, because from my experience, if you're dehydrating to death the last thing on your mind is 'let me use these water reserves to make a freaky puzzle door'. But I'm not an expert on this. Obviously."
Howard actually jumps back when the door changes color. He pulls his flashlight back out and shines it on it - the door has an almost lavender undertone to the smokey black sheen in the harsher light. His face animates, halfway between delight at the success and wariness at this unexpected change. He crouches back over at the drain, watching the water flowing in. "That's awesome! What kind of material you think that door is, so it changes like that? You ever seen anything like that?"
For all he knows, Daniel goes out and opens jigsaw doors like this all the time. Not a lifestyle Howard would be interested in, but maybe Daniel has a better idea what they should expect next.
He makes a switch-flicking gesture with one hand. "Try to get water in the one with the single spiral, maybe? Unless you got a better idea."