Right now they (definitely a they, right now) are kicking back and relaxing in a little no-tell motel. There's free wifi, at least, and the employee who discretely got them a room in exchange for clearing up a few issues also snuck them some decently filling snacks, so they're pretty much good to go until they decide to do something else. Or something interesting happens.
Someone spontaneously appears, trips on the carpet, falls to the floor with a soft yelp, and then scrambles to her feet again.
"Hello. How'd you get here?" Probably some kind of teleportation power, but she doesn't show any obvious signs of investiture...
Probably either that or the thing, you know, where you can't talk right? Aspasia? Aphasia, that was it, Emily muses. Either way I suspect this justifies unsolicited mental communication.
yeah. 'Who are you and how did you get here?' Edie sends to their spontaneous guest.
'Sorry, but I have no living idea what you just said. You can respond like {this}.'
'Little motel in a podunk town in Pennsylvania. I think it was called Keystone or something.'
'Do you mean where in Pennsylvania or have you never heard of Pennsylvania?' Odd, but if this girl came from some random non-America country...well, it's not like she can name all the Canadian provinces or anything.
'We?' Edie asks, sending a vague wave of agreement to her sister.
'We've never met anyone like us before,' Emily chimes in. 'Not so we've noticed, anyway, which isn't saying much; we don't usually advertise it ourselves.'
Mental image of a globe. Mental image of the United States on the globe. Mental image of Pennsylvania's location in the United States.
"Are you sure? Lots of people used to think the Earth was flat. It's not hard, it's really huge, it looks flat until you get really, really far away."
'We're... pretty sure. Suns would probably come back eventually if they were going on a round thing.'
'Suns? Earth has a sun. The world goes around it, and spins.' Simplified mental image of the solar system.