"Cooler? Like the ice-hole trees are cool?" Worriesgone suddenly perked up with excitement. "Oh, I'm sorry to interrupt. It's just…"
She shook her head, but her mind was brimming with loud ideas. The ideas about a pun she could make out of this if the idea was related to the ice-hole trees…
I shook my head. I didn't even intend a pun! Now Worriesgone was derailing the Council, which already earned her a stern look from Ambrosia. Not that Worriesgone noticed it yet.
There I should've returned the conversation back on track—Researchina was waiting for me to elaborate!—but I couldn't help myself.
"My idea isn't cool at all, actually. It's very hot," I said. "We can use electricity to smelt metals. This will allow much higher temperatures, easier control of them, and will require a shitton of power."
Worriesgone's eyes sparkled with joy. She even clapped her hands a little! Her genuine excitement over something so silly was so adorable…
