She listens in, circumspectly and without commenting. It doesn't take long for her to finish her meal.

Such-and-such person Heria knows had a baby! The sister of such-and-such other person Heria knows is going on vacation to the moon! This polity they're in has politics! There's construction going on by where Shen usually works!

Vacation on the moon. Okay. That's less surprising than the magic, she supposes.

When she's done, Heria will clear away her plate, and then take out a clip like the one she's wearing.

"Here's the translator for you. This one will work if you wear it in the right place - you can wear it like I do, or in your hair, or I can get you a bracelet or a necklace or something like that for it."

She takes it, carefully, and turns it over to examine the clip; she's fully expecting that it will be too small and fiddly for her to use, but it might not be.

'Clip' is a bit of a misnomer- it doesn't actually have anything that looks clip-like by earth standards. Just the front-facing portion, and a differently textured back.

"If you put it to your collar and tap it, it'll grab on."

She demonstrates by taking hers off and putting it back on.

Well, it's magic, she probably shouldn't be too surprised that it's more magic than she was expecting. She attaches it to her shirt, near her shoulder.

That'll be close enough.

"If you don't mind if we test it, Shen can try talking in our language and you can see if it works alright?"

She shrugs, but she seems relaxed about the idea.

"I'm speaking Reynan right now, can you understand me?" say Shen.

And - if Denice wants to pay attention to it specifically she'll hear that, words she definitely doesn't know in an odd-to-her accent. But at the same time it'll feel the same as if Shen said it with her own translation on, English and understandable-to-her coming across easily.

It's weird, and a little overwhelming; her face goes blank for a moment as she processes it, but then she nods.

"Alright. If you'd like to watch some programs with more words now, I can help you set those up. You're welcome to try any of the books in the living room - if you'd like something else I can see what else we have."

She shrugs.

"You can go back to the living room, or stay here, if you'd like. Nod if you'd like me to stay around?"

She shrugs again.

She and Shen can go elsewhere.

She settles by the window again.

The weather's changed - the sky is greyer, and it's somewhat windy. There are people out sometimes, again.

It's still fascinating.

Heria telegraphs her presence when she comes in.

"How might you feel about going outside?

We won't make if you don't want to, and we won't make you stay if you don't like it."

She tenses, some, and makes a bewildered noise.

"We won't make you, and if you don't like it we can leave right away. Some people don't want to, and that's alright. But a lot of other people it can - do good things for. I - wouldn't want to keep you from it, anymore than I'd want to keep you from sleeping. You don't have to believe that."

She considers it - she obviously finds the idea worrying, even if it's not clear why - but, after a few seconds, she nods.

With no other information her guess would either be the 'worry about liking things' or outside just being a thing she hadn't experienced often and was thus nervous about.

And, they can put out shoes and go out to the elevator?