Promise cooperates with the indignity of being hand fed.

"What actually happens if you eat food off this plate normally?" she asks, curious. No wonder Promise wants to go back to Fairyland if it's the only way she can eat by herself again. 

"Maybe nothing but maybe I find that random people involved in growing or harvesting or preparing it can give me orders."

"Oh dear, that does seem not ideal." Enaka/Sapphire willingly hand-feeds her as much of the plate as she wants, and leaves her a water jug and cup. 

Promise does some magic to the water but at least can pour and drink it on her own.

And about half a candlemark later, someone else enters the room with Nayoki. 

"Promise," he says to her. "I understand your arrival here was accidental, but nonetheless, welcome to Velgarth." 

"Thank you."

"I am curious how exactly your name-magic works. If the name I go by here is one I chose for myself, not one I was born with, does that count, or is it a nickname for your purposes?" 

"That's a nickname. But if it shares a syllable that's risky."

"It does not." It's entirely unrelated to the name his original body once bore, which no one alive now can connect to him; it was chosen for a word in ancient Kaled'a'in, meaning 'the night sky' or 'the stars.' "You can call me Leareth." 

"Okay. That's a good nickname."

He smiles slightly, then sits down. 

"I am trying to decide how best to approach this. I - am quite invested in learning more about your world, because discovering the existence of another world seems like one of the most important things that has ever happened, and - it may offer better solutions to Velgarth's problems than the ones I had available before, so it calls for significant reevaluation. I also have considerable resources that may help with your problems, whatever those are, and - obviously the best position from which to learn about another world, is one where I can be allied with a native. However, we know very little about one another right now, and so I am not yet comfortable sharing sensitive information with you, and I expect you might have hesitations as well." 

"It depends what you mean by sensitive information."

"Strategic information on my plans, mostly, in cases where secrecy is key because various people - or gods - will interfere if there is any opportunity. I am not ruling out telling you at some point, and there are many less specific things I am willing to share that will, I hope, let you make your own evaluation." 

"I meant for me, but all right."

"Ah. Fair enough. I am not sure what you would consider sensitive, but - my point is that I understand if you would be reluctant to tell me certain things before you know what I would do with that knowledge. And - I am judging it incorrect, here, to try to learn things against your will." 

"Thanks." She fidgets with her amulet.

Leareth pauses for a while, thinking. "Do you have a way to return to Fairyland with magic, if you wish to?" 

"It might take a while."

"This world also has magic which may be able to achieve this, though it is likely to require extensive research." 

"It won't take an extensive research while."

"Ah. Well, that is something." Leareth and sits back in his chair. "I do have more questions about your world. There are multiple kinds of fairy, correct?" 

"Right. I'm a leaflet."

Nayoki writes this down. 

"Right. And this means you come from a tree, and the tree you come from has some special properties, such as your being able to reshape it at will and being a safe place for you? Are there other properties that leaflets have which are not universal among fairies?"