"Hah, I appreciate it, but its not like I have room for it one way or the other. I don't know if all Bevins are like this or not, but mine is made of sandstone, and nothing sticks to sandstone, so my mapping project lives on the floor." She remembers something. "You've said something about mapping too right? We should pool our maps together."

"Oh! Yes, good idea." She starts to pull a notebook out of her bag, then stops. "Hmm, this is just my notes from this trip, though, I'd have to go home to get the rest... I'm slow at crossing bridges, it takes me a few minutes."

"Huh, it takes me seconds. It takes me a minute if I try to jump to a distant... they're called bridges?"

"Yes."

"Yeah, it only takes me a minute to go through a bridge if its really far away. Hm, I think I could pull you through a bridge, it might be faster than you doing it yourself. We could try."

"That makes sense... or, hmm, could you follow me into my Bevin? If you went and got your maps that would give me time to go through the bridge. Though testing if you can pull me through bridges also seems worthwhile. But it only lets me get to my notes faster if you can go to my Bevin ahead of me, which seems wrong somehow."

"I, uh, actually think that I could just do that, actually. And full disclosure, I think I could peak inside if I tried, which I haven't."

"...goodness," she says uneasily. "Well... probably best to know if it works, I guess. You can go ahead of me and try to pull me through if you want."

"Well, here goes nothing." She takes a quick peek to make sure she isn't landing anywhere stupid, then jumps.

She lands in, basically, a blank sandstone cube—but it's well-lit, and there's an open archway in one wall leading to a medium-sized sitting room, which is not at all a blank sandstone cube and has real furniture made of non-rock materials.

Her jaw drops. "I've been gipped!" Dammit, why does everybody always seem to have their shit together more than me? She sighs, looks at the girl and pulls her through.

"Unsettling but convenient," she comments, arriving with her bicycle hoisted in one hand. She leans it against a wall and steps into the sitting room. "Let me see... probably it's best to look through the notes out here, actually, the library is rather devoid of two-person seating. Just a moment." A left-hand turn and she disappears rapidly between some bookshelves.

She takes the opportunity to look around. "Oh my god, this place is gorgeous." It's so bright! Not the shitty dim light leaking through cracks in her Bevin. She said she had powers here, if she took the time to meditate and connect to her own, maybe she could make it look like this, if she really wanted to.

A few seconds later, her host reemerges, with three notebooks tucked under her arm and a pen in her other hand. "I can show you what I have so far and try to make fresh copies for you to take home."

"Yeah! I have a bunch of maps at home, but they're set up in an annoying way. I think I could bring them over?" She looks around, trying to see if there's enough space to lay down all the maps she has collected.

If they rearranged the furniture they could lay everything out in the sitting room just fine.

"I'd love to see them! If it wouldn't be too annoying."

"Ok, I'll be back in a second." She focuses and... She blinks. "My Bevin is completely inaccessible, hold on." She goes back to the academy.

As soon as she's through, her Bevin bridge starts working again.

Weird. She jumps to her own Bevin. She carefully makes note of where she left everything, then scoops up all her mapping stuff, along with a notebook and a pencil. She then Jumps back and forth back to the stranger's Bevin.

She has opened her notebooks and is transferring the day's notes into the master book of maps.

"Ok, we may need to move some furniture to get this all settled." She sets the stack of maps onto the floor, and starts spreading them out. She opens a notebook with notes on how it is all arranged.

"Goodness. All right." She closes her notebooks so she can drag the table out of the way, and the rug, and the sofa, and that armchair...

It's a bit of a squeeze, but after exiling one of the armchairs to the kitchen, they can make all the maps fit.

She replaces twine, bluetack and board game pieces. After a few minutes she thinks everything is as she had it before. "Ok, this is what I got, let me know if you have any questions."

"...did you... find all of these? I never thought of just... looking for maps that already existed..."

Indeed, when she reopens her notes, it's all hand-drawn.