Dee didn't know the history behind no metal knives, instead just assuming it was because of there being small children at the table. While most of Rekker's students were teenagers, there were clearly some younger ones there too. Like the adorable red-haired girl in Rekker's lap who was currently mesmerized by the glittery goop in her hands.

"It looks like some of them might not even wind down." he laughed. Granted, Dee knew what it was like to be going full speed ahead one minute and on collapsed on the floor the next. No wind down required.

"I don't know any sign language." he also admitted. "How do I ask... someone to pass me a pumpkin?"

The plastic cutting tools hadn't changed since what he remembered.