[ Kieren supresses the urge to laugh at the pronunciation. But there's a smile that's a tell-tale sign of his mirth. God, this is honestly like showing your grandparents how to work computers. It's pretty funny for him. ]

You can still sign emails, just not with ink. Everything's digital. These should have an email signature on them, let's have a look. [ He clicks an open an email at random, and up pops an email chain from a couple of months ago, detailing a discussion over the lack of deliveries to Milton due to increasingly bad weather between whoever ran the Milton branch and someone over on the mainland. He scrolls to find an email signature: a man's name followed by: Postmaster, Milton Branch, Northern Territories, Canada. ]

There we go. That's whoever worked in here before— [ His throat feels tight and Kieren doesn't finish. Well, they know. His head bows for a brief moment before he tries to quickly move on. ]

But, yeah. You type them. Let me just— [ More clicking around, he pulls up a word document. ] So you use this, the keyboard.

[ He gestures to the keyboard in front of the monitor, then moves both hands onto it and starts to type. It's a little slow and fumbling with gloves, but he manages to type out: Kieren Walker and hits the enter key to make a new line before sliding the keyboard toward Edward. ]

Here, you have a go.