"Does it have to do with the capital letters, the concept of Skills...?"

"...it has to do with... like I'm not, actually, objectively a good pick for Summoned Hero. I don't know how to sword, and even if you magically make me know how to sword I feel like there's going to be related skillsets I'm still missing. I like to think I'm a quick learner but nobody is that quick. Like, Demon Lord implies lord, implies kingdom, implies army, right? I'm gonna be showing up alone and totally unprepared in a strange world with a straight-up evil overlord evilly overlording at it somewhere and my job's gonna be to find them and stab them in the face? If destiny wants me to manage that, destiny is gonna have to do a lot of work to get me there!"

"Nobody is that quick is part of what Skills are about. Skills are a--a metaphysical application of--look, does your world have video games with, like, skill points and XP and leveling up, this will be much easier to explain with that concept space to point at."

"...yyyyes," she says. "You're telling me I'm gonna be showing up alone and totally unprepared in a strange world with a straight-up evil overlord to assassinate and my path to victory is gonna be leveling fast enough to get them before they get me?"

"--I think I should back up and assure you that the Demon Lord hasn't actually amassed a huge power base yet, the Demon Lord hasn't actually made themself publicly visible yet, we know about the upcoming Demon Lord because of how we're patched into the system."

"Okay, that's... better than I was imagining. Still."

"And not sending you in totally unprepared is why I'm here."

"That's... fair but I feel like relying on me to come up with all the right questions is not a good strategy for getting rid of your Demon Lord."

She makes a faint apologetic smile. "That's fair. Let's see..." she drums her fingers on the table. "The world has five continents, each of which is inhabited but not all of which are inhabited by all of the extant sapient species. The continents are Jyouzo, Harkhdeth, Abrasir, Velmonth, and Araketh." She makes another gesturing motion, and pulls a map out of thin air and spreads it out on the desk. 

"Okay," she says, studying it. "Do you know where the Demon Lord is?"

"We think somewhere in Velmonth, but it's hard to be sure."

"Where are you putting me?"

"Well, Velmonth was the idea, but if you'd rather be somewhere else that's fine."

"I would maybe rather have more distance than that while I'm doing my leveling, yeah."

"Hmm. Southeastern corner of Harkhdeth?"

She squints at the map, then shrugs. "Sure."

"Farthest place I can think of, by actual transit if not as the crow flies."

"Sounds good!"

"Hmm, what else...the major polity in that area is Ttakhree, an oligarchy ruled by a council of the heads of several noble clans and presided over by the head of one of said clans, chosen by election."

"Okay, good to know." Is she going to be able to pronounce that? She's embarrassed to ask.

"The amount of fine detail I can get is limited but I know they don't have a particularly xenophobic slant at the moment, you should be able to present yourself as a generic foreigner fairly frictionlessly."

"Generic foreigner, that's me," she murmurs, mostly to herself. "The most generic foreigner in the world, you might say."

Then she sighs.

"Well, I can't think of anything else to ask, which probably means I'm forgetting ten really important things and will be slapping myself in the face about them the second I land, but whatcha gonna do."

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"Are you ready, then, or do you want to wait in case you think of something else?"

"I mean, how long do I get to wait? Because if I get to sit here for a week that sounds great, but if I get half an hour I feel like I'm going to spend twenty minutes of it staring blankly at a wall and then when I remember all the things I should've thought of in that time I'm going to slap myself in the face even harder."

"I can do a few hours. I can't do a week," she says apologetically.