She'll find a bench and set Bright down, waking the child up for breakfast. 

"Mom, we should tell people we're shoggoths," Nausicaa says in English once she's scarfed down some snacks and reluctantly eaten some nuts and vegetables. "Stealing's wrong and we can't do it long and I don't think they're humans, they have lots of languages and none of them are Earth ones."

"It's not safe, honey. Let's at least wait to see a little more of them."

"I wanna sleep in a bed though..." she whines, flopping dramatically.

She sighs, and turns to people-watch.

Anything new to observe? (And she'll ask Bright for bits of the local language, too, especially potentially culturally relevant parts.)

Some people are pregnant and look super thrilled about that, as do their partners where applicable. The schoolteachers are all orange. Nobody has more than two kids.

Bit more eager about pregnancy than many humans she's seen, but they ever have two children at once, which means kids aren't as rare as with shoggoths... 

She'll sit on this bench learning a scatter-shot of words from an easily distracted seven year old until someone bothers her or something catches her eye or it's lunch time.

Somebody does ask if they've seen her dog! The dog is described as being yea big and pink and having stubby horns.

That is a weird way to describe a dog. Nausicaa doesn't say this.

"No, sorry, we haven't seen it. Good luck though!" Nausicaa says. (Then she starts looking for other animals. Turning into animals is fun, but moving right is hard.)

The person leaves them alone after that and nobody else bugs them till lunch.

Food! And then exploring the city! (Sure mom only knows a couple words but Nausicaa is bored.)

Most streets are forbidden to cars; anything that must routinely receive truck sized deliveries is on one of the few avenues that has access for that. Everything's very clean, and being actively maintained that way. Most of the schools are segregated by caste but all of them are taught by oranges. The office type jobs are populated by yellows! There are televisions showing green-haired people singing, in some of the eateries, but there aren't many greens in this town.

Nausicaa plays the 'what do I know about hair color words' game! It involves saying some random words sometimes, the language magic doesn't work well thinking them. She'll play it in bunches of languages.

Sometimes a color word is just a color word, but sometimes it is metonymy for a caste!

What's a caste?

(She says that in a bunch of languages too! The 'knowing what she's talking about' thing is fun. It's like there's a huge dictionary in her brain.)

A caste is a group of people who do a particular sort of job, like caring professions for orange or general labor for purple!

She tells her mom that shoggoths are probably purple here 'cause shoggoths used to be laborers even if it was slavery because purple is labor jobs and they carry in your family. Which makes sense kind of, because your family is your name and is who you were, but it's also weird that the caste thing seems to imply people can't change who they are now?

Indeed people do not change castes!

She thinks they should let people change castes, but she isn't a person in charge.

She starts looking for animals really closely and trying to name them. She's getting a bit bored of being a girl, and she can't be a shoggoth, so maybe she can be a local animal for a bit...

There are not very many animals, but there are some dog-type things and some cat-type things and a few city birds.

Cats and dogs are fun to be but mom's said turning into a bird is super hard. Still, Nausicaa's not very heavy yet, only about twice as heavy as most kids her size, so maybe she can fly for a few years until she's bigger!

She starts looking for places to hide so she can turn into a bird that're near places to practice flying.

There are bushes in parks and there are alleys, some of which are painted red.

Parks!

She drags mom to one, and after a quick argument gets permission to go out of sight and try turning into a bird.

A big one. She's still a hundred pounds.

Hop hop hop flap flap flap, nothing to see here just an orange and blue birdie! 

Forty people take pictures of her, goggling.

Anna puts her head in her hands and mutters, "I said a native bird."