[Nuvia reflected on her lack of formal education with a mix of resignation and nostalgia. She sighed softly, admitting.]

I've never been to school before. Mama didn’t teach me much beyond the basics of farming, reading the weather, and caring for the stars. Her focus was always on practical skills—cooking her famous vegetable stews and apple cider or cleaning. There wasn't much in the way of book smarts.

[She paused, a hint of sadness in her eyes as she continued.]

I suppose she didn't think it was important, or perhaps she believed that what we learned from the land and the sky was enough. It’s just that I always relied on the AI for everything back in my world. I never needed to count or analyze things myself. It feels a bit overwhelming to handle all this on my own.