"Hmm.  Why?  Or, why the split between water and land; it makes sense that moving things would come from less-moving things."

"I'm not a biologist but I think it might be structurally harder to exist in the air? Especially as a multicellular organism. The water helps things hold themselves up."

"Interesting!  I assume it's different enough underneath that you don't get the same problems as people do trying things at the surface - I've been swimming but not in the ocean during a storm - "

"I think things are different lower down, yeah, though if you get really deep it's complicated again."

"That follows.  And I suppose that even if they're close to the surface and it's turbulent enough to throw them into the air or something, they'd just fall back down int - "  She appears to spot something down the street over Kyeo's shoulder.  " - One moment - " she says, distractedly, before hopping the short fence of the outdoor seating area and dashing off in the direction they initially came from.

Kyeo looks out behind himself.

"I hope she remembers to come back before we get billed."

"Surely we can explain?"

"They might even believe us, but they will also want money."

She doesn't go far enough to end up out of sight.  There's someone jogging away from her who she calls out to, catches up with, picks up by the waist and twirls around, and talks to for a moment, before scooping them into a bridal carry and trotting back to the restaurant, hopping over the fence again.  It's slightly more impressive while she's holding another person.

"Kyeo, Sarham; this is Colley, the singer I mentioned."

Everyone they've seen on this planet is just sort nonchalantly above a fairly high threshold of attractiveness, but Colley looks like she might regularly spend a bit more time on making herself look good than everyone else they've seen, despite her relatively casual manner of dress.

"A pleasure."

"Hello, pleased to meet you. I'm Kyeo, this is Sarham."

"Apologies for taking off like that; it wasn't very important but was relatively urgent."  She sits back down in her previous chair and Colley scoots over to the unoccupied one.

"No problem," says Sarham magnanimously.

"Oh good."

"So, aliens!  I didn't actually think that Zarian was trying to pull one over on me, but hearing about it isn't quite the same as actually seeing you - how are you guys finding it here?"

"Everyone's been very hospitable!"

"Glad to hear it!  I guess that would seem like the most notable thing compared to most other places."

"Would it? Why?"

"Oh, just since we're all - " she gestures.  "I expect everyone around here to be a certain amount of hospitable, and if you're from a place that's not like that then it makes sense that that's what would stand out about us."

Zarian is, for a moment, staring off in the distance and ignoring her salad.  Colley steals a bite; Zarian turns her attention back to it.

"You'd probably get a pretty friendly reception on most planets if you wound up there somehow, even if it would be less rooted in the acquired personality traits of all the parties and more to do with, like, people wanting to know how copying works."

"That makes sense.  Zarian says you're terribly interesting but I think you'd be fine even if you weren't.  And presumably you don't get special treatment for being aliens where you're from, on account of not being aliens there."

"Admittedly no. Though we were neither of us on our respective native planets when we came here."

"From what I've heard I don't think that counts as being aliens, just foreigners."

"You're not wrong."