"That much gold could set you up for life if nobody kills you to steal it. But I'm pretty sure magic doesn't actually exist. If you had the power to turn people into gold by magic maybe you'd want to see if the police want to use you for executions I suppose? But they don't execute people much anyway, so... What was I talking about again?"

"The price you'd commit murder for, I think. But let's talk about anything else."

"Not murder if it's execution. But sure. You don't look like you play a lot of sports... Or fly much... So that kind of pre-emptively exhausts my list of interests unless you wanna talk about food I ate once or something."

"I'd love to know about local sports and flying, but yeah, I probably don't have a lot to say about them yet."

She can cheerfully ramble about local sports and flying as they walk! A lot of the flying advice sounds like things that Nick said, so either they both know what they're doing or they're both dangerously misinformed. Probably the first thing.

Always nice to get corroboration.

"How long have you been flying for?"

"Years and years. My ma told me I was born on a ship. Not sure if it's true or not but it's a nice story!"

"Do you... I don't know if this is rude to ask, but do you like your ma?"

"Some people are sensitive about family, but it's not rude usually. I like my folks, yeah! They don't like me being all adventurous 'cause I might get hurt, but they're kind and responsible and helped me learn flying and fighting anyway."

"They sound great! What's it like having parents you like?"

"I've never had parents I don't like, so I dunno how to compare. It's nice, though?"

"I guess that makes sense. So you mentioned learning fighting, what kind of fighting was it?"

"I learned nonlethal-takedown-style! It's surprisingly hard to hurt someone in ways that'll put them down but not kill 'em."

"Yeah, I have no idea how to do that. That might be really useful. Do you teach?"

"...Maybe? I mean, I'm pretty sure I wouldn't be very good at teaching. And if you're just starting to learn to fight, it can be pretty hard."

"Do you know anyone who's good at teaching?"

"I could try and introduce you to Murphy, I suppose. She taught me. She's scary, fair warning. Why were you wandering around down there, anyway? Lost?"

"I don't know if I was lost, I know where some places are and I knew where I was relative to them but I didn't know what was there. I'd love an introduction to Murphy."

"Well, if you go to level three again, maybe go right past it on the big stairwell decorated with flower carvings, that area's alright. Or in a group. Or at least have a knife and look mean. It sucks, but there's a lot of scary people down there. Also, hmm... How long can you run for? How much can you lift?"

"I'm not sure exactly how much... not very much, maybe I should hold off on this until I've been eating for a few months. Thanks for the tip, anyway."

"Oof, not been eating right? Yeah, that's probably for the best. I can tell you how to eat right and exercise right to get ready if you want. That's much easier than serious fighting training."

"I'd appreciate that."

Then she can tell him about that, in a sort of rambling way, as they walk along. "It'd probably be better if I could watch you exercise for a while and give you more specific advice, but I'd maybe want actual money for that, if it's not just taking for a few minutes."

"That might be a good idea... probably not today, though, how can I find you again?"

She describes a building, but isn't sure about the exact address. "That's the Patrol HQ. If you tell them Lisan promised to help you they'll totally believe it and let me know."