"Sounds good! I will... get somebody to explain time to me, I guess!"

"It's an angle before sundown, about?"

"And an angle is approximately how long...?"

"...there's twenty-five of 'em in a day."

"Eh, that's probably enough to be going on with, thanks."

"You're welcome!"

She grins at him. (He's so... wholesome! It's very endearing!)

Grin! "What's your world like?"

"We have way fewer, uh, things? Like, the only people are humans. And there's like one and a half kinds of magic - the one everybody knows about that's really slow about getting anything useful done, and the one hardly anybody knows about that sets stuff on fire if you fuck it up."

"Literally on fire?" he wonders.

"Literally on fire! It's, like, the magic really really wants to be doing things so if you try to use some and you aren't keeping a real close eye on it it will escape and go do some things, and the things are mostly variants on 'combust' and 'explode'."

"Goodness. Wizard stuff explodes a bit if they fuck it up..."

"This stuff explodes more than a bit."

"Sounds exciting."

"It's not for the faint of heart."

"What d'you do with it?"

"Stuff! I built a house with it, that was fun."

"Ooh, neat! Do you have to know architecture to do that?"

"It was kind of a learn-by-doing deal? And a pretty small house. I probably would've been better off if I'd known more architecture than I did, but I managed."

"That's really neat."

"Aw, thanks!"

"So I'll see you tomorrow!" He manages to turn into an eagle who is somehow already perched politely on her arm, and takes off without taloning her.

She waves to him, giggling, as he flies away.

The next day, she has managed to figure out when eleventh-and-naught is!

A shiny gold dragon lands outside the school. "Hi!" says the shiny gold dragon. He's a lot bigger than Korulen.

"Goodness," says Anlei. "Hi! You're very shiny!"