"I don't think I'll be staying that long, but if anyone asks you can send them to me." She takes another sip of her water and looks around the room a little.

In addition to the door she came in through, there are a staircase upward and several other unmarked doors; a patron entering one reveals sunlight in the space beyond. The room has tables and booths in addition to the bar, and some near around a fireplace. There's a wider variety of styles of dress on display than species; most people in the room are apparently humans and nearly all of them are humanoids. A couple have smaller creatures nearby or on their shoulders.

Several people are sitting alone reading, mostly from paper books but a few electronic devices. A couple of booths might be dates in progress; one is strewn with the parts of some machine that a teenager is in the process of tinkering with. At a table, a man finishes a conversation with a small spherical droid hovering above another chair, picks up a case from the table, and exits through the door Devika came in, but to a rainy street, not to the corridor she might expect.

The fireplace catches her eye, and the conversation with the droid; she stares a little at the door after the man goes through before glancing around the room again, noting that nobody else seems surprised, and taking her water and her datapad to go sit by the fire.

While she's standing up, the droid produces a sign — not a hologram but a physical card — from a compartment in its mostly-spherical body and somehow floats it down to the table:

Seeking cultural exchange and trade opportunities.

- huh.

It's not much of a detour; she heads over. "What kind of cultural exchange are you looking for?"

It turns so its single central camera faces her.

In a feminine human voice it says, “Just about anything! We're looking for the kinds of opportunities that Milliways provides, and those almost always come in unexpected forms. Is this your first time here?”

She nods. "I found the door in the Jedi hospital on Tomiuq; I work there."

“Jedi?”

"Force sensitives," she nods. "The people with special powers - it's often considered magic by people who aren't familiar with it."

The voice — and the body language of the droid(?)'s few movable appendages, which seem to be possibly there for this purpose as well as other functions — seem gently amused at this. “I expect, just as a likely guess, that you'll find it useful later to say that the Force is the magic of your world. There's many ways for worlds to work.

“What kinds of special powers do they have?”

She shrugs at the correction. "Telekinesis and sensory powers are the most common - empathy, particularly, but some people learn other types. Mild precognition, often manifesting as luck. We can learn a wide variety of other abilities or improvements on those, with practice or from innate individual talent; I'm a healer."

Nodding. “For comparison — in our world all of our people can learn to perform a kind of telekinesis and related control of matter. It's how I'm controlling this avatar; it's not robotic in the conventional technological sense as it contains sensors and other specialized devices but no motors. No one has ever verifiably had any other type of power.”

"Interesting. Our telekinesis doesn't have enough fine control for that - most of us can only apply force in one way at a time."

“From what we've observed so far, it's very unusual in that way. Since finding Milliways we've done a fair bit of exporting otherwise-impossible handicrafts and mechanical and structural components.

“Do you have any questions about us, or about Milliways or other worlds? — I should mention first that you can also ask Bar for information,” glancing at said bar, “as she is thoroughly impartial and has her own sources.”

"I'm sure they'll send a diplomat in for most of that. What kinds of things do you export?"

“I don't have any art to show right now, but for a simple example of construction, we can make structural components that do not need matter in the intervening space.”

She produces four plain glass marbles and arranges them in a tetrahedron on the table, the apex floating in space rather than any of them touching each other, then slides it across the table.

"Huh," she says, squinting at it, and then attempts to lift the top marble telekinetically.

The entire structure lifts off the table. It's at least as rigid as if it were one piece of glass instead of four.

"I expect the engineers will be interested in that," she reports. "Do you have an idea of what you'd want in return?"

“We'll be happy to sell goods and services after working out an exchange rate, but in terms of what other worlds may have that we don't, we're most particularly interested in ways to improve quality of life, like healing and life extension, and teleportation or faster-than-light travel, though previous attempts to import those have failed.”

"We have FTL; I don't know if it will work for you if other kinds haven't. Force effects don't extend lifespan very much beyond what other healing technology offers, but we might be able to treat some things you can't. We also have kolto, a liquid that dramatically improves natural healing. And droids - autonomous robots that can do various kinds of work."

“We'll certainly be interested in kolto, then.”

She nods. "What kinds of healing technology do you have?"

She can explain the state of medical technology! Though this has somewhat more air of reciting from the encyclopedia than most previous remarks.

(They're very good at surgery, wound protection, and broken bones due to their unique advantage; they have almost no synthetic drugs, and the natural-product ones are as limited as the average single-planet civilization.)

They have synthetic drugs, and a much wider range of natural ones, and cloning for organs, and robotic prostheses that may or may not be of any particular interest given givens.

"You only have humans?"