Of all the times to experience deja vu, notifying emergency services about a snake monster before it eats her is an odd one.
"...people near him, whenever he likes. Well, not just anyone, that's one of the ways he could be worse. If you mind your own business and stay out of trouble, he won't bother you. But people who get in his way, or annoy him..." She shrugs and shakes her head. "And he's not very nice to his slaves, either."
Eventually the boats start coming back in, and Viasarae introduces Ambela to the rest of the village. It's a really small village. Most of them are kind of confused by this pointy-eared stranger, and content to let her stay Viasarae's problem, but a handful of Viasarae's children and grandchildren take an interest and join in the language lessons as afternoon wears on into evening.
Everyone is very impressed.
They do not have an entire extra house for her and it'll be a bit cramped if she tries to fit into one of theirs, but there's a couple of spare beds she can put together and a tent to put up over them in case of rain, and if she really wants a roof over her head then she can probably find a spot on Viasarae's floor with room for her to curl up in.