"I'm not sure. Back in my world, the energy was called Eleth."

Maybe he'll look into that, actually. He could perhaps see if there was anywhere to read about these things, or ask someone who had been here longer. But for now, he's dealing with the, quite frankly, strange fascination pouring out of his one big blond guy. "For our refrigerators, we used Water Eleth and Wind Eleth in tandem to provide the cold and to freeze the water into ice cubes."

He lets the other man shift away, nodding in acknowledgment of the apology before he'll put the pitcher right where it used to be, on one of the shelves. "It's fine."

And he'll back off, letting him investigate the fridge to his full contentment.