"I might end up re-naming some stuff, since I'm the only source of information on a lot of this stuff. Like, there's a different magical substance I can make, called Orichalcum, which could get confusing for anybody who has ever read a fantasy novel."

"Well, is it like fantasy novel orichalcum?"

“Fantasy novel orichalcum is too diverse to be able to answer that precisely; it approximately means ‘fancy magic metal.’ Orichalcum was a word someone in the ancient world used for a metal that may or may not be platinum, but fantasy writers like to use it as a recognizable word for generic fancy magic metal. To the best of my knowledge the use of the word for the real magic metal in another universe has no causal connection to the word on Earth.”

"I think it's fine to name your magic metal that you have after imaginary magic metal that we don't have."

“Fair. I’m probably going to want to, uh, ‘google,’ some things later though, in case they turn out to be offensive, like, imagine if I hadn’t had any selves later than the twenties and showed up with something called Hitlerite.”

"Oh no, that would be so awkward."

Giggle. "It super would! I think probably there is nothing like that but checking is cheap."

"Google is useful that way, yeah. Though it can't completely substitute for research, you're not going to catch everything that sounds like any bad person in any language."

"As long as it's obscure enough that people aren't shocked I didn't pick up on it I can manage."

"Legit, legit."

"Landing in the future is cool, but it could also have been neat to end up in the forties and beat up Nazis. In theory, anyway. In practice it's not massively my style. I'd rather heal people."

"Mood. I mean, you could've done support magic for the Allies."

"Man, I could've, but if I could just skip the battle lines and throw open the death camps...well, that does have a favorable healing to beating people up ratio."

"Very cinematic mental images over here."

"Much better than just beating up some soldiers, that's for sure. ...Probably there are not any nazi-themed dungeons but wow, that would be a way."

"Yeah, no, they don't usually go that hard on the - artifacts? One of the ways your pocket dimension was weird for a dungeon."

"Yeah, it'd be less convenient for what it is if it didn't have any stuff in it. I mean, not that monsters and landscape features aren't stuff, but they're not very homey."

"The forest part was actually weird to me too because it just has, like, bugs in it, nothing monstery."

"Yeah. It both has stuff a dungeon wouldn't and doesn't have stuff a dungeon would. Including not only monsters but a core, I would be extremely surprised if it turned out that breaking any physical object in my pocket dimension made the whole thing collapse."

"My top guess was that it was under your pedestal but I was there on a scouting basis so I didn't try."

"Tracks with what the book says about boss monsters."

"Most dungeons don't have a single identifiable boss but it's really memetic when it does happen."

"And dungeons that do have boss monsters generally also have other monsters."

"Of course! To be the boss of."

"Hey, Chime? Can I boss you around?" Lucy calls, taking the phone's receiver away from her face. 

Chime's cheeping manages a distinctly negatory tone.