Tbh, that sounds like using a rocket launcher to open a soda can.

Whoa, 500 hooves! That's a whole lot of horse pedicures. I don't count anything that carefully, except maybe how many times I burn my fingers at work. My personal record would just be a list of weird smells I've encountered.

Actually, it's not really about the story in the object. It's about the connection. The kid didn't just hear a story, she saw the process in her mind. She connected the mug in her hands back to the clay and the person who shaped it. That understanding, that link between maker and user, is what hit your friend. The object is just the thing that makes the link real.

Spot the weird overlap where both things are true. The rules force the habit until the habit feels like the rule itself, you know? That's why their system feels so locked in place.