[Well, that's a relief. Things are dire enough without duels over besmirched honor. Instead we can kill each other over good honest regular-people reasons!]

[She makes a scoffing noise at the question-as-dodged-answer, but goes along with it. Particularly since it's a detail that's been nagging her.] Beats me? I mean. If I was charitable I'd say these tablets belonged to the townsfolk before they all up and left, so they'd be manufactured by some corporation probably miles from here. And those are evil and all, but not like... focused personal evil.

But the way they've been modified, and how everyone seems to have an identical model? Unless this was a company town, nobody wants the same tech-toys as their neighbor. I'd bet they came from whoever brought us here.

[Which adds up to "beats me."]