And then she emerges into the bar. It doesn't seem to be staffed. Or stocked. Why wasn't it locked?
Hello, anybody here?
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"No, not really. We're just off a suburb-alucine of Araming, though, if you're lost?"
"I don't remember the name of the alucine I came in from, I've been traveling, but I know it's attached to Araming's west portal cluster. Where'd you come from?"
"I've never heard of your town or Lustet. Araming's big and you speak really good Radial for not having ever heard of the alucine. What's the nearest big alucine or empire to you?"
"...What do you mean you've never heard of an alucine?"
"People who... make... fabric? But no if you don't have alucines where do you put your towns?"
"Alucines are where you normally would put all your valleys and forest clearings and towns! They're where all the stuff is! Where do you put your - oh, maybe you just have a really big alucine? A portal-impoverished one? And then you could probably have a decent sized country that didn't even know there were other ones and you might not bother to have a word."
"What's a planet? And I don't think you're using the word 'space' like I'm used to. Like, there's room to put things, but..."
"...I don't understand the question. Alucines with air in them don't have anything above that. Just the lid. I don't know what you're talking about with stars or suns either."
"From daylight, or fires, or magic."
"We have daylight, but it comes from the sun. There's nothing over us. The place I live, it's called a planet, and it's like a really big ball surrounded by empty space. Gravity sticks us and the air to it. The suns another ball of fire, but really far away and really big. Any of this sounding like where you live?"
"So... you live on a spherical sky-island that pulls you toward it instead of just being pulled downward, and you get your daylight from a spherical fire island. No, that doesn't sound like where I live, that makes no sense, I couldn't make that up."
"That's... okay, that's huge, that's bigger than the biggest previously known alucine. I wonder how you got cut off for so long? I mean people lose portals sometimes if they're not careful, but what about your flowers?"
"Yeah." Cayra indicates the pendant at her neck; it's a glass tube with a screwed-together section in the middle and a little pat of soil at the bottom, from which grows a small, blue-glowing lilylike blossom. "This kind in particular, I mean."