They have arrived at the lift! "Where are you going? I'm going to the cafeteria, I wanna see what food is like."
He shrugs. "Never had any. I know I can eat, it's one of the things this form does, I've just never really had the opportunity to try it before."
"My other two are both inanimate objects - one's a deck of cards, one's a staff. This one's like a human, so it can do human stuff. Like eat, and breathe."
"If this was any other world, I'd say I could get back here just fine," he says. "I have interworld transport magic. But I tried to leave that way and it didn't work, and I don't know if it's because your world is weird or because your spell is interfering."
"If I have the option I'd rather be going places by myself instead of having to get other people to cast spells for me whenever I want to hop worlds," he says. "Huh, this thing is way less topologically screwy than the stairs."
"Yeah. I wandered around for a while, got bored, and teleported to the roof," he says. "You have sparkly ducks. Are all ducks sparkly in this world, or just those particular ones? They're pretty."
"Okay, so how does getting food work?"
"Um, you get a tray, and dishes and utensils, from over here," says Korulen, demonstrating, "and then you get yourself some of whatever you want," (she scoops herself a pile of a cornmeal mash), "and then you find a seat and you eat it and when everybody at the table is done you knock on it twice to clear the dishes away."
He proceeds to get some of every single available thing.
He ends up needing a second tray to hold all his dishes, even though he mostly doesn't take a lot of any particular item. This logistical dilemma does not faze him, however: he murmurs a word under his breath, and the pair of trays hover and follow him around, glowing with faint rainbowy halos. There! Now he can fit all of the things.