"Right, so they're hungry. Let's hope they're not speaking in metaphorical symbols...then we'll never get anywhere. Though if I had a symbolic gratification, it would be knowledge, of course. Maybe they're just bored. I know I would be.
...I have no idea what to feed a hologram, however. Lacking any further information, I will assume they are somewhat similar to you Aimasc-a sentient swarm of...somethings, self directed, able to shift light and sound into a non-solid state.
Aimasc, what is the closest activity you could conceive for yourself that would be similar to the act of eating for a biological being? Do you have to..replenish your...nano-bot...swarm?" Sadish wasn't how to phrase it without sounding impolite, as if she were talking about a bipedals under-garments.
She considered for a moment.
"Also, I wonder if they can access my rig directly and sift through information. They are me, after all, they probably know my password...interfacing through technology might be a way for us to communicate."
Sadish's password was Ecco, in case you're wondering. It was the name of her first Cambria, a common family pet in Fin families, that roughly resembled a Chambered Nautilus.
"...I have plenty of time, anyway."
She tapped her rig and pointed in the Mini-Sadish's to get their attention.
Action: Sadish sends the following sequence of images in whale-moji
[Puzzled Sadish, hand scratching chin]
[Pointing Arrow]
[A holographic Sadish with a robotic face and an antenna, tinted blue]
[Pointing Arrow]
[A symbol for a file opening] (Even after all this time, it still resembled a paper folder)
[One of Sadish's hands picking something up] (see previous item)
[Robo-Holo-Sadish now wears a devil's grin, and has a mask on, like a spy] (go previous)
[Question mark]