"Whoo, this is hot stuff. I'll have to be careful with it. But it will be super useful. You have no idea how much. Thank you, Saraisan!"

"Could you use a pair of gloves that was never hot or cold for handling this kind of thing?"

"I was planning on using, like, a long hooked stick. But a bunch of indestructible and always-just-right gloves and boots and other clothes would be nice if you two are up for that?"

"If you don't need them a different temperature than they are now I can do that myself."

"Won't work as well for what she wants," says Saraisan, "won't feel that temperature to touch it."

"Oh. Yeah, that's right. Well, I can make them indestructible once they're the right temperature."

"Yeah, it needs to be the perfect temperature for wearing. I'm not sure what that actually is though? I don't suppose I can learn to do that stuff?"

"Not unless Bar has some more tricks up her sleeve," says Valanda.

"If you're a human with ordinary human temperature needs and normal human bloodflow in your extremities and need it good enough in extreme heat and cold instead of perfect for one or the other, then I know what temperature you want. But is all that right?" asks Saraisan.

"You know more about it than I do! We're all humans over there. My extremities not so much," metal arm waves a bit again, "But most people have all their limbs still. And heat isn't as much of a problem as cold these days. Can you make them better for cold than hot? I'll buy all the clothes from Bar."

"If you're buying new clothes anyway I can do two sets, one for heat and one for cold. They'll each be... an amount of use for the other problem, if you have to use them that way."

"All this magic is so phenomenally useful I want to get as much of it out of you as I can afford. But if you just want to do one set, I want the ones I have to be better for cold."

"I can do all of what you've got now for a hundred twenty rings. More if you need it not to melt all the snow you touch, by default the outside will be the same temperature as the inside. You probably won't need both coats at once afterward, unless I'm badly underestimating how much cold you're dealing with. ...That's not counting the arm or your pack, if you want anything done to those it's another twenty-four rings, my professional opinion is that you'd be better off with your arm permanently lukewarm and I don't know enough about what you're using that pack for to give any advice about it."

"You're probably badly underestimating how much cold we're dealing with. Alcohol freezes unless it's super pure. Can't be too careful."

She pulls a face cover and a pair of heavy goggles out of the pack. "These too, and the arm, and the pack should try to keep itself room temperature."

"All that will be a hundred sixty-eight rings. Why's it so cold and are you sure this is all you want? Because it might take some time but if you make it worth my while I can make as much heat as you need."

"Nobody knows! The most alarming theory I heard was that the sun is getting dimmer! And I already got all those heat cores, they'll be a big help, and I totally want more warm outfits, people need them, I'm gonna keep you so busy until I pretty much run out of money, probably."

"And you're only not leaving because you're looking for other survivors. Hey, Bar, do you sell any ways of finding people and bringing them places quickly?"

Small and medium vehicles of various kinds are available. Devices to improve one's vision, to point out signs of habitation, or to receive radio messages sent from very far away are available. I don't have anything that can reliably locate people at long distances which would be remotely in your price range, unfortunately.

"Bar, I know you're a good person. And you know I want to be a good person. We both care about the people in Liane's world. You have more useful things than you're advertising and I know you want to save these people and I know you know if I get something that works reliably to find people and bring them here I'll save lives. How many rings are you making by letting them freeze to death instead of giving me the best thing you've got?"

The landlords do not want me to allow for excessive arbitrage or interfere drastically in other worlds on my own recognizance. Their reasons are not clear to me. I do what I can, and this is what I can do. Would you like to order something to help you calm down?

"Uh, I'm going to read and research a lot and get some stuff, once I know what stuff to get. I'm good at judging supplies. And the heat magic is already going to really, really, really help. I mean, you have no idea, my world's already got a bright future compared to this morning."

"You let me know when you figure out what other magic you need," says Saraisan, smirking. "Has he explained every kind of magic we have? Because if not I'll do it for a ring."

"He hasn't. And a ring is like, one pence, so sure? Bar?"

Bar appears one solitary ring for Saraisan.

"I have the kind of magic you saw. He has defense magic, keeps things how they are, you can keep food fresh with it but only if you have him to unpause it when you need it. There's sun magic, transmutes elements, you could use it to turn coal into tungsten. Structure magic changes how the atoms in things are arranged, you could use it to turn coal and iron into steel. Void magic makes emptiness, it disappears things. Green magic makes plants grow better, inheritance magic could give your children a different eye color, force magic makes things move, illusion magic makes things look different, knowledge magic lets you learn things, death magic kills things like diseases or unwanted children, command magic lets you keep people from doing things you don't want them to. For another ring I'll list what I think would be the most useful thing every kind of mage could do for you."

"Hmm, nah, I think I can figure it out. Green magic would be nice. And I'm sure the engineers would love to have a structure and knowledge mage on call. Command magic for criminals... Death for diseases... Void for airships, maybe. Sun for metals and other good stuff like that. I don't know much about inheritance, something about Darwin."

"Let me know if you want me to find someone for you, some of those kinds of magic are more convenient than others."

Meanwhile Valanda has given up on thinking of something useful and asks Bar what jobs she knows of people doing in Milliways.

Liane asks Bar for something and starts reading.

Many patrons trade or peddle personal magic or other skills, as Valanda tends to do. One can wash tables and mop floors and clean the bathroom in exchange for a room and barely enough money to eat modestly. If you have magic or knowledge that lets you heal or act as a doctor, you can get a shift in the infirmary, and if you would be good at subduing people without collateral damage you can get hired as Security - your pay depends on how powerful you are, generally.

Any good or service people want from other people can be profitable in Milliways as long as it doesn't break the bar rules or overly intrude on the ambiance, though cooks and such tend to do poorly with her around.

He slides that note over where Liane will see it if she looks up from her book. He waits. His ideas haven't exactly been winners so far.

Saraisan asks Bar for fresh produce and the most similar fiction Bar has to the caralendri dramas she likes.