Bird time! 

Getting to the next portal incurs no mishaps, and Bina identifies it as probably not her memory - it's definitely Veshiri, but not a street that stands out to her at all as somewhere she's been.

“I can make another pearl with a few minutes concentration. Might be safer to jump and keep one in reserve, might be safer to get a move on, might be safer to wait, let me make a new one, and fly over.”

"I think going through this one might be - best? I think - my memories aren't the way forward, here. He's unlikely to be hanging out in those."

He recalibrates his assumptions about what they’re looking for, suppresses an unhelpful comment about how this would’ve been nice to have mentioned earlier, and proceeds.

”... okay. Should I go through first, or you?”

"You seem - best able to react to weird stuff, and I lack an advantage of it being my memory."

“Okay. Anything else we should cover before I fly through?”

"Hm." She pauses, frowns, considers. "I think - I think our perceptions of things are altering them. What we believe is possible. What we believe is there. I'm not sure how actionable it is - but it's something to keep in mind."

He nods.

He turns into a bird, delicately colored and brightly feathered.

He swoops through the portal.

It's a street, the bronze towers of the city soaring above him. It's nighttime, and the yellow lamps cast a diffuse glow through the rain. There's people here, or indistinct shadows of them. 

Doing anything before Bina comes through would probably be stupid. He waits for Bina to come through.

She comes through after a very small delay - enough for him to have bailed out if something was obviously wrong.

“Lead the way?”

She looks around. "Yeah. Haven't been here, but once you're familiar with it Veshiri's not hard to navigate, just let me get my bearings..." She looks around, then gestures and sets off down the street. "Should be a major artery this way, and I'll be able to get to the laundromat from there - assuming we want to loop back there?"

"I have no idea."

"Well, I think it's our best lead for now..." She huffs, and starts walking.

He follows.

"You would know better than I."

"I think my main advantage here is being more used to guessing in this kind of weird..." she mutters. "I don't really know anything."

The street mostly behaves as they walk along it, though the edges are fuzzy and out of focus even when looked at straight on. Bina eventually gets them to the laundromat, and pauses, taking a deep breath and trying to steel her nerves.