This door was supposed to lead to the hall closet with the cleaning supplies, but Bella doesn't see any good way to mop up spilled soup from the kitchen floor. "Extraplanar studies students," she mutters, stomping into the bar in her nice useful boots. If she takes notes on this place she can probably get extra credit somewhere for it. She goes up to the bar, and notes the lack of bartender. Maybe they stepped out for a minute.
"Uhh... Large-scale transportation, at least where I live, in the form of cars. Metal vehicles that run by technology and powered by refined oil. We have - television, basically broadcasted moving pictures with sound attached, and the internet, which is really hard to explain."
"Technology?" says Bella. "So - non-magical cars? We have television and the ethernet sounds like your internet, but - you have non-magical cars that run on refined oil, like in a bad science fantasy cartoon?"
"The - world has science? Why is this weird, science is just a way of systematically figuring out the world. Technically my magic can be considered a science, it's comparable to chemistry."
"You can do science to magic. Khersis Dei, you lucky bastard, you live in a science world."
"We have science fantasy. Fictional worlds where you can poke and prod the universe over and over again and it never, ever gets sick of it and decides to eat you. Practiced science is reserved for cultists and people without self-preservation instincts."
"You can't just go around sciencing things. Well, you can, maybe, people from my world can't. If you're very lucky, all that will happen is that whatever you're experimenting on will get shy and whatever you thought you'd learned will be worthless."
"The universe, as a whole, can decide to be shy or squish you based on being annoyed at you - experimenting on it," says Darren, staring. "It does not stay still, and systematic logic is - bad. That's - quite possibly the most terrible thing I've ever heard of. Ever."
"Not necessarily as a whole. It is also a bad idea to screw around with gods and dragons and so on, because they can also squish you," cautions Bella. "But yeah. I mean, we can do some things that would have seemed like science fantasy a century ago? But not proper science."
"Not any that - make themselves apparent, there are lots of religions but they don't have any proof."
"... Yeah, that is not a thing that happens with us. There have been religious wars over whether or not a god exists or not."
"There are some relatively shy gods whose existence is controversial - nobody's heard directly from Khersis in a long time, people sometimes don't even bother to put the divine letter in 'Anankha' - but whether there are any isn't in question. There's nymphs and clerics and paladins and the gods themselves making it very plain."
"If there are any gods in my world, they've got to be either really shy or really sneaky. I'm not ruling it out, before I was eleven I didn't know there were magic flying deer, but as a whole - little to no proof."
"Well, the medallion that turns people human works on their kids, too. Until the kid come into contact with a medallion of the same type and it breaks the spell. That is when you get a peryton who didn't know they were a peryton."
"Huh. And you haven't," she waves a hand, "scienced out how to make more medallions, yet?"
"No, but I'm working on it. It's not - instant miracles that happen just because science, it will probably take years. If I manage it at all."