Flop. "That was really great. I'm soooo thirsty." 

He can get her a glass of water too! He's very convenient.

“What are all the things you can do with magic?” Lissa asks. “Seems like you can do some of the same things as Cam and also a lot more things?”

"I can basically do whatever I want. I don't have enough momentum to stop sleeping, but I can do most other stuff that comes to mind. Some of it doesn't work here though."

“Huh, why not?”

"Oh, like, Cam wanted me to try to bring back some dead people, but that doesn't work here, maybe it works in a way that needs me to be in the world where they died or something? And if I go to another world my momentum'll be gone."

“And it won’t come back when you head back to yours? That’d be terrible.”

"Yeah. So it's here and home, for me. But here is neat, I meet lots of people, read lots of books."

“That’s something.” Lissa glances around. “Any idea when you get off shift? And do you stick around here or go home?”

"I get off shift in another half an hour subjective, but your friends out there could miss you any time, could be weeks for them. I was going to help them with their thing and then probably knock off."

"Aww. That's inconvenient but I guess it makes sense." 

Lissa...is not actually much better at reading people than her aunt. She can't tell if Nechar is interested or if he's trying to politely shoo her off. Fortunately, Lissa also has no shame whatsoever and doesn't particularly mind being rejected, she'll be disappointed but she won't take it personally. She can beat plenty of men in a swordfight and has the build to match, and some people are very into that but many aren't. 

"I don't mind heading off," she says, "that was really incredibly fun. Er, I have been trying to flirt with you. I don't know if that's obvious since we come from different worlds and all. You're great and I'd be interested in meeting up again and - taking it further - but it's fine if you're not." 

"Oh! - believe it or not that hadn't occurred to me - I don't usually have time at home and people tend not to try to flirt with the security guy - yeah, I'm interested, once they're done with their thing."

"Great! And, really? I would've thought being the security guy made you cool and badass. Anyway, I'd better go touch base with them, but - hug?" 

"Lot of people never even come to check who's in here." Hug!

Lissa beams and him and then goes back to check on the others. "Hi Cam!" She's in a very cheerful mood. "Progress?" 

"Gates work Milliways-to-Velgarth."

"Whoa, neat! Does that make time sync up again, or is it paused on the other end of the Gate because our door's closed?" She glances around. "Did Van go hide because you were Gating?" 

"It makes time sync, and yes he did."

"Huh, that could be useful if we want to leave again without making a fuss at my parents' house. Although I guess Van couldn't come." 

"What is the nature of the gate allergy, anyway?"

"...You know, I'm not exactly sure. It's because his Gifts were awakened by having a bunch of Gate-energy dumped on him, so he's sensitive to them? But I don't know how that works." 

"Yeah I have no model of magical immune response or whatever."

"Huh. I'm not sure Van does either." She glances over. "Hey, Leareth. Do you have any ideas about why Van might be allergic to Gates?" It occurs to her half a second later that possibly her brother doesn't want this discussed behind his back, but it's kind of too late now. 

Leareth looks over from his newspapers. "Hmm. It is rather confusing to me, actually. Mage-energy is mage-energy; leakage from a Gate is recognizable as that and not another spell, but the energy channeled for it is the same. His channels alone ought not be able to tell the difference; that kind of recognition is trained in a mage's mind." 

"Huh. Maybe a stress tension thing. Might be able to fix it."