It was cold. It was so cold, and Imliss was gone, and she was so tired...
She closed her eyes.
She hadn't been expecting to open them again.
I dunno if I'm all the way to okay right now but I'm sure as hell better than dead.
She tells Imliss the things first. Imliss is pretty upset.
But then, yes. He can listen to her dreams.
Not sure. Picking up more language, ding magic, maybe talking to cartographers if I can find them?
Adorably enthusiastic about the printing press! Also their city is beautiful--she sends him mental images.
Ooooh. I want to come see it. Underground, though, I'd probably go crazy after a while.
If you're not getting much done where you are maybe you can come pick us up when I figure out where we are relative to each other--three's safer than two--and you could see it and not have to stay long.
I'd have to travel with a huge escort, and 'not doing much moment-to-moment' doesn't mean non-essential, someone might attack us -