Ah... At the comment about her awareness, it does seem like something within her crumbles. Though her face only looks slightly insecure, the feeling of devastation on her part is so thick, one could cut through it with a knife. Her eyes slowly avert their gaze from his as she hesitantly provided an admission.

"... It is a tad embarrassing, but I am somewhat ignorant of things compared to my colleagues," she fidgets slightly, rubbing the rim of her glass with her thumbs. "I had not returned to Tokyo until a few years ago, and much before that I had been rarely exposed to the outside world. Recently, Ritsuko had bought a 'smartphone' and it is... mystifying. Everything seems to keep evolving, yet I've just recently mastered the art of 'texting,' myself..."

She sighs lightly.

"Our Producer did say once that it felt as if I 'fell from a time slip'... Do I truly appear so anachronistic, good sir?"