Cora keeps herself folded when she first enters the world. She feels her way along into what at least seems like an abandoned alley before unfurling her body and standing on her own two feet again. She walks out and gawks a bit at the surroundings. A city, not her favorite place to visit, especially one as dingy as this one but first impressions aren't everything who knows what she'll find.

When she appears, a few of the lights hover closer to her, seemingly curious, although they move a bit away when she stands. Other than them, the city looks pretty mundane. The streets are more twisted than any modern city's ought to be, dividing off into many an alley like the one she appeared in.

It's in another one of those alleys that Maven lies, unconscious and blood-covered.

The lights are a bit concerning. She doesn't like being blind to things that might be important. Still, she stands in place and lets her senses spread through the weave.

And then she notices the body in alley. She walks calmly and deliberately in that direction. Is he injured? She should be able to get some sense of that even with him being unconcious. She's still too new to this area to get something as detailed as whether it's his blood from this far away.

The lights seem harmless.  They aren't too bright and will keep some distance between themselves and her, respecting her space. They also won't follow her much as she begins walking, only one or two lingering after her.

He is injured. It might feel a bit different to her than most injuries she's sensed before but it's still recognisable as one. When she gets close enough to know who the blood to, she'll notice that most, but not all, is his.

He's a lot less injured feeling than someone should be for having lost that much blood. Well, she was already pretty sure this place had unfamiliar magic. Should she try and heal him anyway? She needs more information. She does a deeper check, does he seem to be getting worse?

Nope! It does feel like his body is changing but it's not in a typical 'bleeding out to death' fashion. In fact, if she pays attention for long enough, she'll be able to feel the injury slowly close itself. He'll clearly survive and might even wake up soon.

Hmm, yeah there's definitely unfamiliar magic involved. She'll just wait and see unless the person seems to be in danger.

It still takes a few long minutes but it's obvious when he regains consciousness. His breathing suddenly more agitated, he quickly sits up -slightly faster than he expected himself to move, in fact- and looks around. 

"Hello there, do you know what happened to you?"

Once he realises that this isn't the same person that he half-remembers from just before things faded to black, he relaxes slightly.

"I'm- I'm not sure... I think someone... attacked me?" He looks down at himself, the blood fits with that story but the lack of pain or injuries doesn't. Everything feels a bit off too, so maybe he hit his head? That could be why he doesn't remember and why things are weird. It should still hurt more if he's bled this much though-

"Did you have the ability to heal before you were attacked?"

"What do you mean?", he asks, carefully standing up with a hand on the wall for support, just in case. 

"Your body repaired itself while I was standing here. I'm fairly certain it's some sort of magic."

“That’s- that’s new. Are you sure you saw it correctly? There isn’t much light here”, it’s much easier to believe this stranger has misinterpreted what she saw than that he’s somehow developed magic.

"I wasn't looking with my eyes. That's also how I know all this blood is yours."

He looks down at himself, “That’s a lot of blood”, he comments quietly. “And how were you looking without your eyes?”

"I have a different sort of magic."

"You do?", magic is usually uncommon, what the hell is today about? And, more importantly, what if she's got things right? Also- oops, he should introduce himself, he'll wait for it to be slightly less awkward though.

"I always wonder about questions like that. Do people often say they have magic in jest? Regardless it's probably not the magic you're familiar with. My magic couldn't create the floating lights I've seen around here and I can't feel anyone else with my abilities nearby."

"Sometimes to make themselves feel important, not just to jest, but yes? Maybe not often often, it's just more often than people saying it and it being true. I'm not very familiar with magic. It's not common enough for that and it's pretty varied. Oh, and the lights just sort off... appear on their own? No one goes around making them, as far as I know."

"They just appear... I wouldn't have guessed. I'm from rather a long way away."

“I guess that makes sense”, he nods. “Where are you from? Is magic more common there?”

"Most people have a touch of magic but they usually don't know that. For most people it's a vague sense they can't put their finger on or the fact that they just happen to be healthier than average. True Weavers are rare and many Weavers try to avoid letting people know we exist."

"I've certainly never heard of Weavers! What is your magic like, if it's not rude to ask? Oh, and should we go somewhere else?", he looks at the blood on the alley's floor and grimaces.

Can she take care of that? Yes it's been long enough.

"The core of our magic is still our extra senses we can feel the world around us and Weavers can effects parts of what we sense. For example, I could clean up that blood if you like. I can also fold myself into the Weave and move while I'm folded. As for going somewhere, I'm new to the area I don't have anywhere else in mind to go. I'm happy to follow if you'd rather leave though."

"So... you're magically connected to your surroundings? That sounds pretty cool. And I won't say no to seeing your magic in action but I don't know if that makes you tired or anything... It's not very important to clean the blood if we're going elsewhere anyway. We can just head towards a main street for now."

"That's a good way of putting it. And cleaning it up is no trouble." She doesn't appear to do anything but the blood bubbles and shimmer a little before shifting to be water, maybe a little more water than there was blood. 

"Shall we then?"

He watches in amazement as the blood turns to water and can't resist touching it, just to make sure it really has changed (as if he couldn't smell the difference... yep, he's pretending that's not happening, weird feelings can wait).

Maven nods and begins walking, "Should we introduce ourselves? I think we skipped it entirely."

"I'm Cora."

"Well, things have been pretty unusual but it's nice to meet you anyway, Cora! My name's Maven."

"It's been good to meet you too. It always helps to have a local guide in a new place."

"I'm happy to show you around! Although I might be a bit more distracted than typically, trying to figure out what happened earlier."

"Oh that's fine, I'm curious about what happened to you too. New magic is always interesting."

"We can try to puzzle it out together", he replies, smiling.

"Have you noticed anything being different?"