"They can hide people, but I don't know about finding. We haven't read much of the recipe book, yet." 

"There's a spell that does it, though. Do you guys need help finding someone?"

"Uh, maybe."

"I told them how our Earth has monsters. But I guess we might not go back there."

"Oh, right. Yeah."

"It's a bit of a lost cause," Tobir agrees, not showing any of his internal panic over his lack of knowledge about that particular world. He didn't spend a lot of time with most of those refugees, and usually wasn't talking about their horrible trauma world with them when he did.

"It's that bad?" 

"It's pretty bad, yeah. There's no one anywhere around our door for us to go back for." 

"What about your dad?" Sefoni asks, eyes big and sad. 

"He died a long time ago," Heri says bitterly.

He does not say because other clean people killed him.

"Oh... I'm sorry," she says, stricken. 

She wouldn't say that if she knew- he cuts the thought off, smiles at her, "Don't worry about it. Like he said, it was a long time ago." 

Mika's pretty sure Kenta said 'my uncle has crystal magic'. Maybe it was a different uncle, though. 

"...So... do you have crystals with powers?" He asks, trying to break the somewhat awkward mood.

"We do, we have things like crystals for protection against magical, physical effects, production of light, control over water, and a few others. We would really like something like teleportation if you have it. Or extra senses."

Head shake, "We definitely don't have teleportation. Everyone on the island would know if we got that. I dunno about extra senses... I know we've got anti-magic, that's the one the clones gave our parents and uncles and aunts..." He shrugs. He's been so busy with Nirn magic he hasn't really paid attention to the crystal magic developments. 

Tepam has been up to date on it. "My mother is too busy to get an empowered crystal, but my father, and my half-siblings' mothers both managed. Which got us shapeshifting, protection and translation. I think we have water control too, dispel light, and some weird destructive waves."

Kenta blinks, the wide-eyed stares at Tepam.

"Is there a problem?"

"No..."

...That's a familiar family arrangement. And a familiar enthusiasm for magic. That's a familiar face, too, now that he's looking, though obviously much younger than the one they'd seen earlier. 

Fuck. This is... a problem. If her alt is anything to go by, she's going to be a magical powerhouse in a few years' time. A magical powerhouse with an entire school of magic users at her back, and a clean's hatred for reds.

If they weren't in Milliways... maybe they could convince them to come out back for a magic demonstration-

"That's a pretty nice list," he says briskly, "S'cuse me, I need to use the washroom." 

"Uh..." Mika watches as he strides out of the room. "...Did you know someone who looked like Tep or something?" He asks, tentative. Maybe an alt who died. He frowns at that thought, unhappy at the idea of any Tep dying. 

"No."