Another human appears in the room, in the middle of their chalk circle, wearing comfortable clothes of a pajama-like nature, positioned as though she was curled up on a comfortable surface but without the comfortable surface.

She lands somewhat awkwardly with a startled yelp, sits up, and gives the girls a quizzical look.

Girls chatter to each other excitedly and one looks up another spell and casts it.

"You should be able to understand us now," she says.

"Fancy. Why am I here?"

"We're gonna show you to Nemaar," says the human.

"...who's Nemaar and why's he want to see me so badly?"

"- oh it's not about you in particular that was random," says the blonde elf.

"He was making fun of me, he said I wouldn't be able to do a summon," says the human.

"You sure showed him, huh? Or will, when he gets here. Do I have time to finish my nap?"

"I don't think it matters especially if you're awake even when he gets here," says the human.

"Sorry we woke you," says the elf.

"Eh, I'm not mad. Appreciate the apology, though."

She nibbles her lip contemplatively, inspecting the floor for signs of coziness and clearly coming up empty. Then she pulls a few loose threads from the hem of her shirt and frowns at them until they puff up into a squashy pillow, which continues to gradually inflate until it is big enough to lie on, at which point she curls up on it and closes her eyes.

"Cool," whispers the human.

(She grins.)

Girls wait. Eventually the human runs and fetches a lion-person, who inspects the summonee and concludes that she is a summonee, all right, and then asks how much it pulls, and -

"Isn't that above your capacity?"

"Oh, we co-cast."

"...so how are you gonna send her back?"

"Mm?" says the dozy summonee.

The elf has gone pale. "Oh no."

"...okay, I was wrong that you couldn't do the spell but I was right you're not any good as a wizard," snorts the lion person.

"I am so - what do you mean oh no, Korulen -"

"Can't - can't co-cast a reversal -"

"Oh boy."

"I am so sorry," says Korulen.

The lion boy leaves.

"Eh. How stuck am I, exactly?"

"Uh. At least till I can get a familiar," Korulen says.

"Yeah? And how long will that take?"

"...a few, um, years."

"Could be worse."

She sits up and attempts to leave the circle. The circle disagrees with her life choices. She prods the invisible barrier. "...okay, that's gonna get awkward."

"Uh. That part doesn't have to stay put if it's safe to let you out but I have to tell my mom." Korulen's voice shrinks over the course of the sentence.

"No!" exclaims Saasnil. "No don't I'll be expelled -"

"We can't just leave her there!"

"...I can technically survive a few years locked in a little circle but I'd really rather not have to. Also I'd like somebody to tell my girlfriend what happened to me, ideally without locking her in another little circle."

"We can send her a letter," Korulen says, "and we can send you food and stuff but we really can't just leave her there Saasnil -"

"Don't tell your mom, it's all right for you but me they'll kick out -"

"There is no bathroom in my little circle," Anlei points out.