"Am I what?" he sighs. "Human, no, summoned, yes, an aeon, no, a fayth, no, alive, yes, going to perform any antisocial actions, no unless I am seriously miscalibrated on this society, and am I the person you all shot at when he was flying across the ocean earlier? That last one, that's a yes."

She blinks again at this but relaxes some. "I apologise for that—the automatic defences must've thought you were a fiend. Please, be welcome to Luca. Most everyone's asleep, though you might find a few inns to take you in."

"I don't really need to sleep," he says. "I'm basically just waiting for some people to get here so I can continue to discuss with them how to, hm, put my skills to best use, but thanks anyway." Pause. "Don't suppose you need any buildings repaired or ground smoothed over or things demolished…?"

She pauses. "Perhaps. How could you help?"

"I'm not really clear on if I need to keep, oh, any of this a secret or anything, but I have the ability to change things into other things within certain limits if I can visualize the end product. Things involve 'bits of concrete into air' or 'making more of this item' or 'fixing a crack in some material' as well as a bunch of other things, but those are the particular ways I might be able to help with construction."

"Hmm, yes, that could be useful. Most construction workers will get up at dawn but take most of the day off due to the tournament. You could help some, before then."

Nod. "And in the meantime I guess I have nothing to do, so unless there are people I should speak to for how to better use my powers, or if you have systems set up for 'explaining our society to extremely foreign travelers', I think I will go find some place to loiter, legally, and play games." Pause. "Or maybe not."

He pats his pockets to see if his phone is intact.

His phone is not intact. His phone is not, in fact, in any pockets. He has lost his phone.

"We don't often encounter travellers who would need... society... explained to them, I'm afraid. It is not illegal to loiter, although it might be somewhat lonely and boring."

"Yep," he says. "It might well be, because I seem to have lost the device that I would have used to entertain myself." Sigh. "Anyway, thanks for your help."

She salutes. "You're welcome."

"Oh, uh, just a moment actually – do you have, like, precious metals and things? As in, does your society value them, could I use them in a trade? Seeing as I currently have no money."

"—yes, we do indeed value precious metals and jewels and use them for trade."

"Thanks." And now he goes.

The city: is asleep.

How nice for the city. He, however, is not, mostly due to caffeine.

He supposes there aren't any interesting things to do at this time? … No convenient twenty-four-hour (or whatever) arcades, are there?

Nope.

He can cope with boredom. A little.

After a bit he'll probably try making a maze puzzle game. He can do that, even if the maze might not be solvable or whatever, and he can amuse himself for, like, twenty minutes doing that, or something.

Ugh.

City: continues to be asleep.

Stupid city.

He can, like, go jogging and exploring areas the slow way. That sounds like fun. He still has his wings attached, in case anybody's looking.

No one is.

He will explore. He's sure it's a large place. Or at least not small enough he'd get through it all in ten minutes. So he will spend however long it takes him to go through different sections of it jogging, and this is probably also good for him using his strength and – he lost the spheres as well, probably, that's just so great – and he will try not to get too bored but he's sure he can amuse himself by looking at the architecture and any novel or bizarre ways of doing things and by just focusing on his jogging for a bit and things like that.

Stupid anti-fiend defenses.

Yeah, there's actually way more city than he can cover that night. The architecture is unlike most things he's seen, clear and spacious with short buildings and domed ceilings and arcs.

Pretty.

Are there any particular buildings to take note of or any obvious sections that are marketplaces, or offices, or governmental type things, or general business-places…?

There are several parks and plazas, the stadium is visible from almost everywhere, and the theatre just off it as well, but no other buildings are obvious in function like that.

Okay. Well, he takes mental note of these things and spends like, an hour or maybe two or something doing this.

Then he returns to the edge of the city! Is the same person still present?