"Me either but that was going to be in just a few hours."

"Well.  I guess we should head that way now, then?  Hopefully it won't take very long."

"That might depend on how fast you normally walk. Do you have bicycles? - never mind, Kyeo doesn't know how -"

"What are bicycles?  I'm getting some of it from the language, but - "

"Two-wheeled vehicle. I usually ride one to get around anywhere more than a few blocks away."

"Huh - we have carts, but that doesn't sound like quite the same thing . . ."

" - Anyways.  We don't normally, uh, walk, but it's not that terribly far even if we did."

"What do you normally do?"

"Well, jog.  - I guess if you have to get fit on your own and you can't recharge stamina off people you pass that's probably less sustainable.  But it sounds very strange."

"How far are we going? I'm not in the best shape of my life but I can jog a ways..."

"My bike does a lot of the work but I can jog a bit."

"It's - normally I'd say we could get there in less time than this conversation has taken so far?  We could start out at a jog and then if you wanted to walk the rest of the way you could let us know."

"Okay."

Kyeo pats him on the shoulder.

The two of them take off at a speed that's faster than some people flat-out run.

Kyeo can keep up, at least at first, but Sarham falls behind immediately.

The taller one looks back soon enough that they don't leave him very far behind, and she calls a halt to the other.  "We can walk it; that's fine.  - I'm sorry, I feel like we're not making you feel very welcome in Telerta.  For reasons unrelated to your illegality here."

"Hopefully we'll get settled in somewhere somehow and it'll be - fine."

"I'm sure you will!"

The shorter one has to deliberately slow themself down multiple times, and switches to walking on their hands in pretty short order.  This doesn't seem to affect their ability to hold a conversation.  "How do bikes do work for you?"

"It's got a motor."

"What is a motor."  Being upside-down also apparently fails to inhibit bouncitude.

"...a machine that can do work, like turning wheels."

"Ooooh.  - Can you tell me more about genetically engineered people; I really wanted to ask earlier but Sair would've told me off for interrupting more-important things."

". . . More immediately relevant things, at least."

"Genes are what make people resemble their parents. You can take zygotes and fiddle with the genes, and then they grow up with specific inheritances from those parents, or with inheritances from no one in particular. If I met somebody like you on Kular I'd assume they were genetically engineered but I think you're doing magic instead."

"Can you get wings and stuff that way."

"...it's a young field, but some people have small wings that don't work very well."