Snakes with mirrors for faces are not allowed to teleport into people's apartments but that doesn't stop one from eating Valanda.
And now he is somewhere unfamiliar.
Blink. He gestures at the art. Maybe she can draw the question?
She draws two circles close together, and then two more farther apart from each other. "Blisko, daleko."
"Kraj nie jest blisko. Wode jest blisko." He draws a square-ish continent, gestures to all of it. "Jest Har." He makes dots in a few places. "Jest miasto, miasto, miasto... uhhh..." He hesitates and then adds one more dot. "Miasto." And then he points to the dots and names them. "Har. Thelm Ret. Anavel Sani. Elit." He gestures at the entire map. "Kraj jest Har." And at the dot for the first city. "Miasto jest Har." He gestures in a circle all around it. "Wode. Nie jest kraj."
He is pretty sure now that he's in another universe.
"...Inny świat," she decides. "Nie wiem co mamy zrobić o tym ale... nie, nie wiem. Chcę pomóc ci ale nie wiem jak."
Shrug. He doesn't know what any of that means. And he isn't sure how to ask anything else.
Maybe if he just waits she'll tell him what she wants for the food and the language lesson.
She doesn't seem to want anything. She rocks back and forth on her heels for a bit before crouching back down to draw more things for Walanda: a river, a tree, a cat. "Rzeka; drzewo; kot."
...Is it too much to hope for that if he draws the twelve magic symbols she'll be able to guess what he's asking about? It's probably too much to hope for, but it's worth a try anyway.
(The symbols are an arrow, a squiggle, circles, the sun, a line, a circle, a half-empty rectangle, a brain, a square, an X, a leaf, and something that might be a very stylized umbrella or maybe an eye.)
"Strzałka," shrug, "kółki, słońce, linia, kółko," shrug, shrug, "kwadrat, skrzyżowanie, liść, oko."
She doesn't seem like she knows the general concept he's talking about. Time to get more concrete about it. He picks up some dirt and lets it run through his fingers.
The dirt stops midair. He takes his hand away. "Oko?"
The dirt falls the rest of the way.
"Nie oko." Sigh. "Ceran. Ceran. Rati ulu ani."
"Oko," she says, pointing at one of her eyes, and then points at the dirt. "Czarodziejstwo."
Finally they might be getting somewhere.
"Czarodziejstwo?" he asks, gesturing at all the symbols. "Czarodziejstwo?" he asks, pointing to the eye in particular.
She shrugs but also pulls a pendant out from under her shirt and blows on it gently, causing it to cast light on the area around them. "Czarodziejstwo."
He points to one of the symbols in particular and then to her pendant. "Tena." He points to himself and to the eye symbol. "Incona."
"Tena," she repeats. On the ground she draws a hand and then her pendant. "Incona, tena?"
Shrug. "Ceran, re," he mutters when she's done drawing. Sigh. He starts pointing to the symbols he drew and naming them. "Cumena. Tena. Mida..."
"Czekaj, czekaj–" She produces a pocket and starts pulling objects out of it, picks out a compass and demonstrates that it works, pulls out a strand of her own hair and winds it around a hook tucked into the device, and hands it to Walanda so he can see it points to her now. "Tena?"
Not a word he knows. He'll just sit here and look unamused until she says something understandable.
"To jest tena, i to jest cumena? Dlaczego to jest cumena a nie tena?"
"Tena jest..." He points at one of his eyes, then one of his ears. "Cumena jest..." He mimes lifting something up.
Slow nod. She picks up a stone with a hole through it and holds it over one eye, then hands it to Walanda. "Tena?"
Ooh. "Tena... i ordan? Tak, tena i ordan - ordan jest -" He taps his head.