A third of the world is covered by the howling maelstrom that was born a century ago. It is not ordinarily a place you'd find people surviving, but sometimes things appear in it. Strange things - otherworldly things - brought into the mist of a howling storm of cloudy dust and wind that blows in whichever direction it wants.
She almost but doesn't quite touch her hair. "I don't know much about the engineering or the physics involved."
"If I knew enough I could teach you, but I'm not - specced for that. Better at the accounting stuff I taught you instead."
"Probably, though that wasn't my actual specialty either, I was more of a statistician."
"I'm sure we can find the time."
Anyway can she get Eefa a look at the dude? Ideally without the dude looking back their way.
Pelape is slightly less alarmed about the prospect of sharing Elysium with him this way, personally!
Since he's not actually doing anything wrong and isn't a wolf and Dragon's not twitching threateningly either - watchful waiting, for now.
"Your god." she says, brandishing a pretzel stolen from a neighboring Laithan's plate.
"You don't have a god unless they're pretty good. Except for lying to you and killing people and also babies but bad."
"...lying to me and killing people including babies sounds pretty fucking bad."