"Well, they shouldn't touch the fire. On this kind. My fire kind it's okay if it likes you."

"Because it can make the fire cooler?"

"It's not cooler, it just doesn't hurt if a Rapidash - or a Ponyta, what they are before they turn into Rapidash - likes the person touching them. If I hold a thing to measure how hot things are - a thermometer - it will say it's hot."

"It's hot but it doesn't hurt? Interesting. Do you know how it does that?" The answer might very well be "magic", but she doesn't actually have the word for that.

"I don't know."

"Okay." And then she remembers a question about verb endings she had had during the flight and goes back to language-learning mode.

Bella teaches her the language diligently.

Eventually her mother comes home! They have a conversation a bit too fast for Margaret to follow that is clearly about Margaret.

She picks out what words she can, more for language practice than because she expects to be able to understand a significant amount. Bella will presumably summarize anything she needs to know afterwards.

"She says welcome and that you are very cool looking and that dinner is delivery because she wasn't expecting us."

"Thank you for dinner and for letting me be here. And for saying I look cool. Bella has been very kind," Margaret tells Renee.

"I wasn't expecting her to really find a legendary!"

"I think I am not what she was looking for but I am . . . very strange. And from very very far away."

"Close enough," says Bella.

Renée goes to put in a delivery order.

"Can you tell me more about legendaries?"

"Legendaries are... Pokémon there is only one of."

She's not sure how to ask "like mutants, or like the last of a nearly extinct species" except by saying "Because they're the first one like them, or because they're the last one and the others are gone?"

"...first," says Bella, "but they... stay first, they don't make more. And might not be real - people don't see them much."

"Oh. If they are real, where do they come from? Or do people not know?"

"They might not be real. But if they are real - they don't die."

"Oooh. And you think humans could learn how to not die too?"

"That's why I look. But they might not be real and you are real and interesting, so I'm going to stop looking and figure you out first."

"Okay. I can't share what I can do, or explain all of how it works, but I can talk about it."

"Maybe that's enough to get somewhere!"

Margaret nods, and starts explaining magical girls, with occasional pauses to look up or solicit a word.