He appears on a linoleum floor in a room full of cupboards and drawers painted robin's-egg blue with shiny brushed aluminum handles. In it, a young man is stirring a pot of pasta while seizing another young man by his braided hair and pulling him by it into place for a kiss.

"I'm sorry, I have no idea how I got here or if this is some kind of illusion!" Varan says in Taldane.

The one stirring the pasta looks around in startlement. The one with the braid stumbles and winds up on the floor, hair released. Both of them start talking, the braided one on the floor stops, the one with the pasta keeps trying.

"...I don't speak that language?" he says nervously in his kind of halting Skald.

They look at each other and say more things. Presumably to each other. Eventually the one on the floor pulls a black rectangle out of his pocket - their clothes are stupidly nice fabric, though maybe the garments had a few owners since they were commissioned by adventurer-kings or whatever, they're not wearing them like they're expensive - and the rectangle starts glowing. More things are said. One of them sounds like a question?

He tries to look very, very nonthreatening. If they have magic items like that they might be able to get someone in who can cast comprehend languages. ...They might actually have done that already, maybe the magic item somehow does that.

"I don't understand you. Nod your head if you can understand me?"

The man on the floor smiles encouragingly but without a trace of recognition. He pokes his rectangle a few times.

"...If this doesn’t work I’m out of languages," he says in a language with a very unusual stress pattern and some pulmonic ingressive phonemes.

Bemusement! Rectangle poking. - rectangle buzzes and startles its bearer!

Oh no. Oh no. Oh no. He is so still and so nonthreatening! Downright cringing, really!

Pasta man is peering down at the rectangle; braided man is lifting it up to show him. They don't seem to think it's his fault at all.

This does not require a response so he's not going to do anything.

Now the rectangle is pointing at Varan, but it's the non-glowing side so maybe this also doesn't require a response.

He is not going to fail his will save. That doesn’t imply any particular external motion, though.

The rectangle traps his soul for all eternity makes a clicky noise and then gets tapped more times and then -

[Hello?]

[Hello! I'm extremely sorry to bother you! I got teleported here by a mirror monster! I can leave if you point me in the direction of Taldor!]

[You're not bothering me, you're in my former classmate's house and I bothered him about you. I don't think we have mirror monsters or Taldor anywhere I'm familiar with.]

[...Taldor is in Avistan on the planet Golarion on the material plane.]

[Well, this is not the planet Golarion but I'm new to the concept of 'planes' as a thing in reality so I can't guarantee this isn't yours. Welcome to Earth.]

Oh no. Oh no. He has a bit of a face journey about this which will perhaps be visible to the people in the room with him.

[Um. Thank you. I'm not even, like, an adventure away from being able to plane shift myself, so, uh. Is there something I should be doing here?]

[Should be doing in what sense? I'm afraid we don't get interplanetary visits very... ever... so there's not an existing policy about the class.]

[...I mean... I don't live in a mansion in a demiplane. So I probably need to, uh, work? And find a place to sleep? And maybe there's some kind of authority I should talk to?]

[I'm going to cover your basic place-to-sleep type needs for the next while 'cause you're interesting.]

Why has a powerful spellcaster decided to be his patron. - How powerful is this person, anyway? Telepathy is... not first circle? There's a decent chance he would know if it were second circle? Probably telepathy is at least third circle, that's about when clerics can make infinite food and - actually, that kind of implies it's not that generous, since this person's spells are probably about that valuable, and most countries are Good, so someone spending a not-that-large fraction of their resources on helping someone is probably not spectacularly weird.

Whether he actually wants this person to be his patron or not is an open question, though possibly not one whose answer will matter at all to whether she is his patron, and also the answer is subject to change the next time she has the chance to prepare charm person.

[...Yes, ma'am. What are you hoping I'll do that's of interest to you?]