After a moment's thought she produces a slice of toast that is too toasty on one end.
"Okay, so," she says, brandishing the toast, "here's this toast. Toast is for eating, and it has this feature that makes it less pleasant to eat," tap tap, "because hypothetically I left it in the fireplace too long, and now I have to either eat around that part or toast a new slice. That's inconvenient! It's not the end of the world, sure, but why should anything even be inconvenient? It's not like this toast has its own competing goal to be black on one side or like it is a sacrifice on my part to appease somebody, it's just inconvenient. ...It's sort of hard to walk through all this without actually fixing the toast, wow. Okay, so: I am a person. I am capable of magic. This toast's condition is in my way. I didn't say it could burn, and I do not say it can stay burned, and it's going to - there it goes." The toast is now perfectly golden brown. And buttered. She offers it to Milan.
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After a moment's thought she produces a slice of toast that is too toasty on one end.
"Okay, so," she says, brandishing the toast, "here's this toast. Toast is for eating, and it has this feature that makes it less pleasant to eat," tap tap, "because hypothetically I left it in the fireplace too long, and now I have to either eat around that part or toast a new slice. That's inconvenient! It's not the end of the world, sure, but why should anything even be inconvenient? It's not like this toast has its own competing goal to be black on one side or like it is a sacrifice on my part to appease somebody, it's just inconvenient. ...It's sort of hard to walk through all this without actually fixing the toast, wow. Okay, so: I am a person. I am capable of magic. This toast's condition is in my way. I didn't say it could burn, and I do not say it can stay burned, and it's going to - there it goes." The toast is now perfectly golden brown. And buttered. She offers it to Milan.