A girl is climbing a mountain, all by herself, bundled up but short on climbing gear; if she falls she'll hit the ground.
"One second is roughly as long as it takes to say 'one Mississippi' and sixty of those are a minute and sixty minutes are an hour."
"No, by the time we were born it was an established phenomenon. We're sixteen."
"That doesn't seem particularly strange since we're different species in the first place! It's odd that we look as alike as we do."
- huh, I guess it is. An Elf born that long ago would be this tall now. He gestures around his waist.
I do not think I know anybody who thinks they were small for too long or not long enough but maybe people don't tend to notice that.
"I sort of think I was small for too long but that might have something to do with being impatient to get superpowers."
"There you go. So, uh, what are your priorities, here, since you arrived accidentally -"
...I am not really sure. Are there problems in the world to solve? If not we'll probably just explore and build a house and pick up some languages to teach my father once he fetches us.
"The world has various problems in it, I don't know if any of them specifically require skills you have. I probably can't get you home because I'm gravity-well-limited but it might be that another gemini's power would do it, if you want to look into that. Uh, I don't know anything about the local government, here, but they might or might not want you building a house here - you're not legal residents, and this in particular is a national park -"
"I'm specifically imagining that if we introduce you to some sort of official government, they might find it convenient to put you in a house."
Oh, if that's convenient then that should be all right. What sort of problems are there with your world?
"I mean, we don't have any unusual acute issues on at the moment, so I'm not totally sure where to start."
...uh, if you had landed on our world I would tell you that there is a person who died and can't come back, and we don't have reliable communications with Endorë though we see their dead occasionally and so know that they are doing all right, and the linguistics guilds aren't speaking to each other and one of them actually isn't speaking at all, it's some kind of protest, and a few people with bad memories from the war don't like to visit the quarter of town where Melkor lives.
"People who die here can't come back at all, uh, various wars are ongoing, miscellaneous psychological maladies are endemic..."
Alli mentioned that your dead don't come back. I'm sorry. There are wars ongoing? Over what?