"Like a dungeon."

"What is a dungeon, exactly?"

"Hostile pocket dimension that kidnaps people. They started happening on my world about six decades ago, espers started happening then too."

"Do you get the people back?"

"Usually."

Nod.

"I wish there could be a world all the magic was just... good."

"That'd be nice."

Lia demolishes her meal rather quickly.

May's not quite that fast but still brisk about it. Then she asks an employee if they can direct her to a camping supply type store.

There's one nearby as it turns out!

Good. She wants to get away from civilization and stay there and make people come to her so they aren't fighting in a CITY. Tent, air mattress thing, sleeping bags they can zip together if they wish, water containers, similar such conveniences for sleeping rough for a while. She's already got a knife. Do they sell ammo here, one of her guns takes sufficiently generic rounds that they might have them in this other universe.

They do sell ammo though they'll need to see ID for it. 

Lia would like to get this fuzzy sweater, some neat knives, a first aid kit, and this slightly more expensive LED lantern which can change colors.

.......does her Traceless ID work for this, she's got that in her boot pocket.

"You realize I don't have a lot of other stuff to hock and we still need to buy food, a change of clothes, and maybe if there's cash left a phone and a charger to kill time with," May tells Lianelle.

It does not work.

"Oh should I put it back?"

She doesn't have her regular ID so she puts the ammo back. She'll just have to aim real good. "Probably. If I win you stick around, right, we can figure out some longer term situation involving nonessential spending then."

"Yeah, it can wait till then."

"Any guesses if the Spring'll work to bring me home and then work once I get there? I think maybe the mages here are not responsible with it."

"I think it'll get you home but I'm not sure if it'll come with."

"Dang. ...is there a way to tell in advance how much juice it'll cost to get me home so I can use up the rest of it first?" They are having this conversation while they walk to a Target. May has most of their new stuff in her dungeoneering backpack but gave Lianelle the tent to carry.

"Once you have the Spring you'll be able to tell before using it to do things how much those things will cost. You know I could definitely carry that backpack for you."

"Are you a lot stronger than I am?"

"Yes."

"Sure, then." Backpack transfer.

Lia hefts it onto her back without any apparent difficulty.

And they can continue their tromp to Target. May has a watch and checks it occasionally. They are making acceptable time.

At the Target she gets no-cooking-required food that she can live on for a week with a little slack for Lianelle to have some. She doesn't want to overload their carrying capacity to the point that they're mind-controlling people who watch them walk down the street to not notice how heavy all their shit is (she explains). Bread, peanut butter, jam, pull-tab canned tuna and soup she's willing to eat cold, Goldfish crackers, pop tarts and protein bars, a bag of baby carrots and a bag of apples so the imaginary voice of her mother will shush, beef jerky, and a tiny spatula to dispense peanut butter and jam with. If this takes more than a week she'll need to go shopping again but she's paying cash so hopefully that will make it hard to guess exactly when she'll need to return to town and mages bent on murder will come find her in the sticks.