"I don't know. Probably not, there are planets we trade with that aren't part of the Ibyabekan state."

Nod. "The Chelish people who captured you. What were they interested in?"

"The sidearm and spaceships."

They exchange grim nods. "What did you tell them about that?"

"I don't know much, I'm not an engineer. She looked at the sidearm but didn't touch it."

"Just one person? The one who found you?"

"I exchanged words with other people but not as many."

"How long has it been since you arrived -"

"I landed yesterday."

More meaningful glances are exchanged. 

"What are the terms," someone mutters. 

     "I'd have to check."

"We should have someone there, though -"

      "Yes. I'll ask Lodie."

"Did you have questions about Golarion?" someone else asks him, loudly, over the other conversation.

"...I mostly just want to know where it is but I'm not sure anyone knows."

"I'm sorry. I know some astronomers we can at least ask for star charts."

"That would help a lot."

"You should know that there is some chance Cheliax will try to get you back. If you want, we can get you out of here now to prevent that; if you'd rather stay since it's the location we gave your people, we can just have someone on hand ready to teleport you if there's trouble."

"- whatever you think is best," Kyeo says, not super clear on why he would have strong opinions about this.

Glances around the room again. "Vigil," someone says decisively. 

The wizard holds out her hand again. "Let's go."

He accepts her hand.

And then they're somewhere else: a stone city, still visibly from a time period with less technology but much less impoverished-looking than the barracks at the Worldwound. She smiles at him. "Welcome to Vigil."

"Thank you. Ah, where is this -"

"My paladin order is based here. It is the largest city in our country of Lastwall. The main reason I brought you here is because it's safer than most places from Cheliax, which will try to use the contact with your world for evil purposes, if they learn of it. We can get you a comfortable place to stay while you're here."

"The way she described 'Evil' made me - confused about the translation magic," Kyeo mentions.

"...Cheliax is ruled by the forces of Evil. It has been for nearly a hundred years. They raise children thinking that Evil is the right way to be and that Good is pathetic, or dangerous. They do it because when they die, Evil people are damned to Hell, and then Asmodeus can use them."

"But they still call it 'evil'?"

"I think people'd be less Evil if they were misled into thinking it's Good? I think an important part of the way they're damned is that they know it's Evil and choose it anyway. But I am not an expert on Cheliax." Grimace. "Hopefully they won't even find out that you're here."

If she says so. Kyeo nods politely.